I pass him in the hallway at least five times a day, pass by him during lunch, only paying small glances to one another if even. Tonight in particular it’s driving me mad as I stare up at the ceiling, unable to drive my mind away. I can’t stop thinking about someone who probably doesn’t even know my name. I have just one class with him, our stupid chorus class. Other than that, my friends have a couple classes with him but nothing else. Everyone I know thinks he’s hot, so I definitely don’t have a chance with him. He’s athletic, a football player, a gym feign, popular, nonchalant and quiet as shit. Still has plenty of friends.

Wonder if he’ll notice me some day.