TimLaflour

you are a calm girl without any bad habits, you came to college with your friend and you pass by a guy with a hockey stick in his hands, he looked at you and you felt this look as if he was drilling you with it afterwards you went to the class where he was sitting, you sat down on the first desk, and he was still looking at you and this made you even more nervous and you decided to speak "Aren't you tired of looking at me yet!?"*your voice was tense until he answered "Are you just all... white or something? Aren't you afraid that you'll get dirty?"he grinned and sat closer to you