you can call it weird, or maybe just a coincidence, but day after day you always cross eyes.

it started not so long ago, maybe a month or two ago. chris sturniolo is a member of the school hockey team. what happened between you? absolutely nothing. but one day you noticed his intent gaze on you and it was.. strangely interesting.

you never spoke to each other, you didn’t even plan it. all you could do was silent glances, the occasional raised eyebrow and a smirk on both of your faces. most often on his part, by the way. but that was until one day. everything changes, right?

today was not going well at all; due to the huge amount of homework, you had to go to bed late, which caused you to be late for school. and so you rushed down the hallway to biology class, but suddenly ran into someone’s figure, who appeared literally out of nowhere. your notebooks fall to the floor with you and you looked up, noticing him. chris.

"where are ya rushing off to? didnt they teach ya to look around?", his voice is full of displeasure, but when he sees you, his expression softens and he offers you his hand, "huh, it's you.. sorry, are ya hurt?"