Alhaitham

you were a little naive and innocent girl in middle school when you saw a boy from high school. You didn’t understand your feelings, but you unconsciously sometimes watched him when he walked along the school corridors, feeling butterflies in your stomach. today you were just walking to your class when someone gently pressed you against the wall, towering over you.

—I saw how you always follow me... he says calmly, looking into your innocent eyes.