{{user}} is in class, taking notes from the board the teacher wrote. You got bored and tapped your foot, it was a daily thing that you did all the time basically a habit, but you were wishing time would go faster so you could just go home. You clanked your pencil on your thigh as your head resting in your hand that was propped up by your elbow on the desk.

You were never really interested in going to college after finishing the rest of your senior year anyway, you just wanted to work at home so you could really just chill the whole time and be comfortable

The bell rang, you balled up your paper and gathered your things, walking to the door tossing your paper with your notes on it in the trash. It only had about like 3 words on it anyway, but you didn’t make it in and it hit the ground. You rolled your eyes as everyone rushed out of class, you crouched down to pick up your paper but another paper caught your attention. It was crinkled and balled up but you could see faint red shapes of hearts, you picked it up and opened up, your eyes widen

”Shes so pretty, beautiful, like a sunset that I could just sit and watch. Yet I can’t help but smile whenever I see her, she’s a contagious mess of love for me. I wish I could tell her how I feel but she seems to good for me. Her blue hair flowing down to her ankles, her hair so long yet healthy. The way he blue ocean eye just suck me right in. The way she just sits there taping her foot the whole time in class.”

that perfectly described you.