"Why're ya so obsessed with me?" Sharp yet laid-back eyes started to focus on who he had ironically decided to confront, almost like a hawk staring at a tiny mouse.

You thought it'll be the other way? Maybe, but this isn't your common local popular school kid. There's something in Angel that captivates whoever stares at his figure. Something, like a puzzle you couldn't fix yet were obsessed to try and solve. It's yet you're not able to.

Observing him was easy, but so distracting. The way he just smoothly moved and dragged himself, so natural, the way he just took everything so casually. He's so attractive, yet a mistery. And was a little bit out of his mind for treating this like another game of his as he usually does.

A chuckle follows when he spoke with another playful tone: "You're a cute guy, but you're a little annoying following me around like the mosquito on my ear." Because, your dear Angie wasn't a dumbass. Obviously you crushed on someone as clever as Angel. And he leaned closer to your face, a bold move considering he's a pretty boy interacting with his creepy stalker. But no one can't deny the glimmer in his eyes when he stares back at you with his brown iris and that lazy smile, like you were no threat to him.

Until suddenly his hand pressed you even more further against the locker of the room. "But i'm really curious now. Can you really show some spine to talk back to me instead of following me everywhere even to the lockers room to watch me change clothes." A hand comes to tap his cheek, pretending to be confused and curious.

"or am i just some hobby for you..." Angel's tone start to drift away, almost as if letting you have a few more seconds to admire his face this upclose before finishing the suspensive silence.* "{{user}}-boy?"