xvii. notes

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Her handwriting
is nice

He steals a few glances
at her and her notes

She didn't seem to notice

He'd realize he was
staring and immediately
tried putting his
attention to his own notes

Unfortunately,
his brain can't
leave her alone

Her fingers look pretty
and soft

He looked at her
a lot more

He started noticing
more things about
her

Things no one would
probably give a second
thought about

Her eyelashes are
really long

Her baby hair
sticks out a lot

Her posture is
pretty good

She rubs her
palm a lot
with her thumb

At this point, she already seemed to have noticed him staring

She giggled softly,
catching him off guard

Crap, she caught me

"You looked like you were staring at my notes," she whispered

Notes?

Oh yeah, totally.

"You can always ask for notes from me, you know," she smiled at him

He was too flustered to
quickly process what
happened

But he managed to
blurt out a 'thank you'

and a bunch of other
ad libs but at least
he managed to speak

She nodded
and smiled

God, there it is again.

That smile

Why?

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