The beginning

I reach the door, when a charming boy catches my attention. He is sitting on bench placed in the corridor.

I take a look at him. He is sitting at one end of the benches. The benches are placed opposite to the door. He is dressed all black, looking down and busy with his shoes. He is handsome. So what! Not interested. I predict that he will look at me, we will have eye contact, then, I will walk away, and he will be busy with his shoes again. Generally, it happens like this only.

I am watching him, waiting for him to look up. I am little confused. He is new or what? I can’t miss taking a look at this much good-looking guy all this time. Almost three months! He is definitely new. He looks someone with some authority. His vibes feel like that.

There is no one else in the corridor. I have already waited for two or three seconds watching him, but he is still busy in his shoes. He doesn’t look at me. I am surprised. He is innocent, my first thought about him.

This motivates me, in not giving up looking at him, to check if he is actually innocent or just negligent. I continue watching him for some seconds hoping he will look at me soon, but he, again, is busy in himself. He is good, my second thought about him.