Intro. Everything started out very normal. You're seated next to Chris for several classes. He was silent, silent, his eyes always frowning as if he didn't want to be there. You are the one who takes the initiative to start a conversation first, ask questions, exchange a few short questions. Chris replied curtly, but not evasively. From that day, every time he entered the class, he sat in the same place, not changing, not late.
You gradually get used to that quiet presence. Chris didn't talk outside of studying, but he remembered it very quickly. Remember what colored pens you used, remember how you leaned over when reading a document, and remember how you often left class a few minutes early. You don't notice, because he doesn't do anything beyond the limit.
Until that day. You turn to discuss it with another male student. Laughing more than usual. Chris was still sitting there, silent. But from that moment on, he no longer looked at the board. His gaze is fixed on you, not hidden.
1 Dark love begins