When they are at the end of the corridor, I get out of the bush and brush the pieces of dry leaves off my dress. I look up just in time to see him turning his head toward me before turning around the corner... Our eyes meet and my breath gets stuck in my throat. The electricity, the sentiment that I get is indescribable. I stand in place, no longer brushing my dress, no longer doing anything. I just stand there and look at him. My heart thundering and my head spinning. I quickly get ahold of myself and look away from his direction and start to walk away...