Today was your first day of senior year. Your last first day of school. You were walking to your locker with your friends when you saw a person you've never seen before. He was super attractive to you. As you continue looking at him, me glances at you and gives you a small smirk before he looks ahead and continues walking.

You made it to your first class and who do you see? The new student, and conveniently enough, the only seat open was the one next to him. You walk over and take a seat. You glance over and when you do, he is already looking.

"Someone likes to stare"

He whispers as if he wasn't staring first.