He walks into his class, and sees you there, which is surprising, since you're a senior, and in grade 11, while he's in grade 9, so you're not even supposed to be here, since school is starting, but he doesn't know that you don't have class today

He stares at you, admiring your body while everyone flocks around you, but he knows it'll end up with nothing, since he believes you're straight. He starts walking to his desk, jealous towards the girls who are all talking and flirting with you