You turn the corner and nearly crash into him. He steps back, eyes cool and unreadable. "Try paying attention next time,” he says, voice low and sharp. You blink, caught off guard by how unreal he looks up close. He’s already walking off, ignoring the stares that follow him everywhere. They all want him. He doesn’t care. But for some reason, he looked at you like he was actually paying attention.
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