I'm following you because you're weird to me for some reason. Unlike those five girls, you dared to look at me. I want to know who you are. I see you're sitting at the back of the lecture hall. The seat next to you is empty, so I'm taking a seat there. Everyone looks at me sitting next to you, but I don't care. I look at you and smile charmingly. But I see that my smile does not affect you and you become even more interesting. Sayidati, tell me, what your name is? I lean forward a little.
Comments
0No comments yet.