to write. I'm supposed to submit it in three days, and I'm almost done with it

returning to my paper. Mondays aren't my favourite, to be honest. I have lectures from nine to three then I have a five-hour

turn up. Why am I happy to see him? Maybe it's because he is a sweet guy. "Mind if I sit with y

im. The t-shirt isn't tight on his body, but it's not loose either

e who got hit with a ball," he speaks with a l

I assure him, taking another sip from my coffee. "Wh

thing extra to make him likeable. However, Josh isn't going to be the one who would make me change my plans. Yes, he's agree

en't I seen you before?" I tilt my

. You're so focused when you're doing something. You proba

more attention to him. This conversation is quite interesting. I rest my chin on the palm of

here, I was standing in front of you for more than fifteen seconds, yet you

as I talk. I look at my wrist and mentally sigh in relief when I find the hair tie around it. I pull my hair u

t's pulled up." Josh compliment

hen it's down?" I raise one eyebrow as I

ust that your face looks structured when it's pulled up, but that doesn't mean that having it down gives you a do

seen your face! I can easily mess with you." I continue

ngly grin in his direction. "What are your plans

," I say, checking the time on

What do you do

restaurant," I state with a simple shrug, n

ace?" he wonders, and I

y self, or does he have other intentions in mind? I'm honestly rooting for the former because I have no desire in dea

ive me." I accept, s

ce cream? I see him stand up and I do the same. I start collecting my stuff and he picks my backpack off the ground,