Wilbur sat in the back of the classroom watching you, he was intrigued by you, your personality, your looks, he felt like everything you did was perfect, he didn't want you to feel hurt or threatened ever, he knew he would take care of anyone who made you feel that way, he didn't want you to see him though, he was scared you'd hate him, or even feel threatened by him, he was to scared to talk to you and easily got flustered if you were to even look in his direction