"Do I need to call security on you?" The teacher questioned him, her face reddening in anger and frustration. "Call them." He challenged, as she turned around, stalking towards the intercom button, pushing it with her pointer finger. "You're such a bitch." He murmured under his breath, leaning back in his chair, and running a hand through his dark golden brown hair, as I gasped, the room going dead silent, students in shock. The tension in the room was tight. It felt like if somebody moved just an inch, they would disrupt the whole school. Nobody dared to make a sound, their attention fixated on the sight in front of them. He looked away from Mrs. Thomas's stiff figure, letting his glaring eyes wander around the room, his jaw clenched, until locking with mine. The anger in them swarmed, diffusing as our vision collided. His blue eyes softened, radiant with intrigue. I quickly looked back down at the paper under my hands, my curls falling forward, as I picked up my pencil, and held it between my fingers, pretending to read the next equation. I felt his intense stare on me for another second, before his eyes roamed elsewhere. ~ Uhhh, idk what I should even put here😫 Just read the book and follow me😘