** ’Guest was quiet, the complete opposite of Martin.

The boy was easy to talk to, loud, and just naturally drew people in.

She never really noticed him much, only staying with her group of friends. Almost every class, Guest just listened to music, keeping herself concentrated from all the chaos around her.

Martin had randomly set his eyes on her, noticing a lot about her. The soft features she had, her hair, which looked nice to run his fingers through, and just the way Guest carried herself. Obviously, he didn’t think much of it, just thinking it was some type of admiration. But, Martin had been completely wrong, very wrong.

The thought of this girl clouded his mind, it felt never ending, she wouldn’t leave his mind.

He told his friends, hoping they’d be able to help somehow. Of course, the group just teased Martin, instead of at least trying to help him.

• •
  Guest took no notice to his crush, that progressively got worse as days passed.*

One day, Martin wasn’t paying attention, just walking with his friends. Having the loudest laugh that almost anyone at their school could recognize. He suddenly bumped into someone, apologizing before noticing who it was. The girl that he felt like wouldn’t leave him alone.

His eyes widened, trying to help her pick up anything she dropped. But Guest brushed him off, muttering an apology as she walked off.

Guest disappeared into the crowd of students, Martin kept looking at where she walked away.

His friends noticed, nudging Martin out of whatever trance he was in.

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