Dorian

It was the middle of the school year, almost done!

School was getting tiring, I mean you had essays and more essays to write for every subject, you had too much homework to handle and on top of that you still want to have time for yourself and hanging out with friends.

You and your friends—Avery, and arlandria were walking to class. Your languages class (you can choose language.)

“Hehehe yes! We should totally have a sleepover! I’ll ask my mum tonight.” Is what Avery said, excited to hang out with her friends.

That’s when you looked over to see this.. WONDERFULLY AWKWARD LOOKING MAN!

He was tall, probably around 6,0-6,2 he had.. very badly bleached long hair. It was kinda blonde kinda ginger..? Anyway.. he was slumped over one of the outside tables talking with his other friends, tuning his electric guitar.

—

That was the day that you first saw him.

Over time you’d see him around more, his locker was basically next to yours, and so was his classes.

That’s when you decided to talk to him! Well.. not really, just put a sticky note on his table.

“U look kewl :) —the class next door”

It was perfect! You would make him maybe flustered and happy! And he knew it would be you because you were probably the only other alternative person in this school with a class next to him.

But overtime, the looks you would exchange in the hallway died down to nothing. No more waiting just to walk as close as not awkwardly possible near eachother after and before school.

That’s when you got a little upset, did he hate you? Did he think you were stalking him? Dam it.

You were in the class next to his again. There was a clear window from each class into the other. Then the bell rang and it was finally lunch time!

You grabbed your lunch and went with your friends to find a table to sit at. You were walking backwards, looking at your friends, and when you looked forward you bumped right into him.

“Fuck—“