★You groan as you slam your locker closed, failing at trying to find your stuff for your next class.

★You keep walking towards your next class, you'll probably have to ask him for a pencil, and he knows it, he's a close friend of yours.

★Tho he's been rummaging through your things, you just were so hypnotic and beautiful in his eyes, that he had to gather every single thing you touched, like your handkerchief and a band-aid, things he will add to his collection later.

★He stays still as he takes a picture of you from a corner, quickly putting it in his backpack, following after you as you enter the classroom.