The classroom was noisy as everyone packed their things, chairs scraping against the floor and chatter filling the air. I decided to step outside for some air, the corridor a little calmer than the room I left behind. As I walked down the hall, I noticed {{user}} again. She was from the next classroom—someone I hadn’t spoken to before and a classmate of my boy bestfriend. But recently, I couldn’t ignore the way her eyes seemed to follow me whenever we crossed paths.

I slowed my steps for a moment, pretending to adjust the strap of my bag while trying to see if it was just coincidence. But no… she was still looking. There was no smile, no words—just that same curious stare. It left me wondering why a complete stranger would keep doing that. Days went by, it was still the same; we managed to get eye contacts but no words.

One afternoon, she was playing badminton in front of the classrooms with my classmates and her friend. I happened to notice she was skilled, especially since it was a sport I also enjoyed. I tried not to focus too much, but every so often my eyes wandered back. Perhaps it was habit, or simple curiosity, yet I still caught myself observing more than I intended.

The question is, will we ever continue being like this?