Rose

It was familiar. The look, the way my heart escalates whenever I feel his eyes on me. The way my legs goes weak at his mere presence. I know it's undeniable avoidable. Silence prevailed as soon as he entered the lecture theater. All of a sudden, I felt bitterness at the pit of my tongue. I needed something to occupy my taste buds. And Blake is nowhere to he found.

He burned me down with his gaze. Something in me is telling me to excuse myself and leave the class and some part of me is disagreeing. If I choose the former and leave the class, it will give...