It's just you and me.
Description
Notes, notes, notes, notes.
I swear, the teacher talks so fast that I don't believe he's human. It's almost as if he doesn't know what a comma is.
I look back and forth from my notebook and on the blackboard, rapidly writing down the things he's writing as he talks. I could care less about what he says, it's just that it's so distracting and I can't quite concentrate.
He finally stopped writing so I could catch up. But right at the moment the chalk was put down, the door opened, and I saw a handsome looking teenager, walking up slowly to the teacher. My pencil had fallen and I dropped it on my notebook. My mouth was wide open.
He was absolutely stunning.
A strand of his hair was red, his lips, as pink as an old rose, his eyes, I couldn't.
Foreword
Hey duur.
I'm back with a oneshot (it might become a twoshot again lol) so I'll leave it up to you to wonder who the guy will be. BECAUSE I'M AN LIKE THAT.
This is my first "you" fic, so forgive me if I fail.
This will be all fluff. I can't trust myself with on this type of fic yet. I'd rather die. xD
Please anticipate!
Here, have some chicken.
- Emma
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