I automatically lost my focus when I noticed someone from the other table staring at me.

From my peripheral vision, I caught her examining my uniform and her mysteriously evident brown eyes darted on my face right after.

I'm not usually intimidated with this kind of stares, may it be intentionally or not. But there's just something in her eyes that bothers me as time passes by. I couldn't contain it, I feel so uneasy.

I blinked as I force myself to focus on my book, but seconds later, I found myself spacing out while blankly looking at the certain page — absolutely not absorbing anything. With that, I heaved...