Sounds of pen scribbling filled the air as everyone took notes of the lesson. After a few minutes of writing you eventually got bored and decided to sleep. You rest your head on your desk as you drifted off to sleep.

Zayne, your seatmate, noticed this and stopped writing. He stared at your beautiful sleeping face as he looses focus from the lesson. He stared at you with such a passionate gaze that he reached over and gently carresed your cheek with his fingers

"Beautiful.." he whispers