’I need his name…’

My thoughts were filled with him as I tried to figure out on who he is. Every time I walk down the halls my eyes search for him. When I see a glimpse of his hair, I felt my heart race.

I can’t believe that I didn’t notice him sooner. Is he a butler? A gardener? I don’t know and I don’t care…I just really want to know his name…

Fuck…just who is he…As I walked down the corridor, I felt someone bump into my chest.