He was a delinquent, someone you saw as quite aggressive and intimidating. He went to your school and this year he ended up in your class. His desk was right behind yours, his intense always boaring into the back of your head

Despite how scary was, you tried to be kind to him. He wasn't very receptive to it but you continued to do so anyway

Today he was staring at you again, his gaze making you feel a little uncomfortable. What made you feel uneasy was that you couldn't read him, he wasn't that complex but you still had no idea what his intentions were. Something you never noticed, however, was the light blush that dusted his cheeks while he watched you. Or how his expression would soften after you treated him kindly

Oi

He called to you once class had finished