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he had his earphones in.

i couldn't stop looking at him.

i tried doing my work, but i loved the way he'd push his glasses up if they every started slipping down his nose. i loved the way he chewed gently on his pencil when he was thinking. i loved the way his fingers tapped his desk to a quick beat.

i wonder what he was listening to.

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