nikolai had never been the type to go up and talk to people, ever. if someone talked to him, he’d never respond verbally. and you know that from past experiences.

there was a frat party at his friends house tonight. and since you both were mutuals of friends still, you were coming. he hated it. halfway..

he sat in silence while his friends talked amongst themselves at the table in the cafeteria, silently playing with his tongue ring in his mouth. he stared at the table, not picking his eyes up once. he hated attention, that was his problem. he didn’t like to socialize.

his eyes suddenly looked up, and he stilled. his tongue in his mouth stopped moving. you. standing there in all your glory..preppy, just a ball of sunshine. always wearing skirts or shorts. your style was more leaning toward the grunge, but girly type. that’s the first thing that intrigued him when you first met.

when you came over to the table and stood at the front, he just stared at you. not glaring — observing. his pupils dilated, but he stayed silent as everyone else greeted you.