Saw Him Again

So, ever since Winter quarter, I've been obsessing over this guy from my Management class. The first time I saw him, I thought he was cute but it was just a quick glance since I was scanning the room for cute guys. He was one of them. He wore a nice white sweater, black pants, and leather shoes. My thoughts? Ooo, classy. ;) He had a backpack on and I thought nothing more.

Every time, I would see him in class mainly because he came late... 20 minutes late, so he was well, quite noticeable. He would sit at random places but mainly on the left front side of the building. I sat on the left side of the building too so I would just stare from behind and see what he does, which is mainly note taking.

Once, I brought my friend Simon to the class and I was telling him about the cute guy. He saw and said nothing much. Some GBF he is (he's not actually gay, just acts like a girl most of the time). The second time I brought Simon over, the cute guy came in late, so he was trying to find a seat. I was sitting in seat 3 and Simon was in seat 2. Staring at him, I hope that he would sit in seat 1 but that was highly unlikely since there were so many other seats he could take. I refrained from watching him and went back to talk to Simon. Then a movement came behind from Simon. Someone was sitting down and as I looked up then down, it was HIM! It was the cute guy sitting one. seat. away. from. me. Inside was like fireworks. Simon kept prodding me and raising his eyes. He was so cute, wearing his leather shoes and this time light tan pants. I could've fainted. His feature aren't quite the ones that people would expect me to like. Rather than having the Rock Lee mushroom hair that I so adore, he had short hair. Not short to the point where he's bald. Short as in he had flat, but not curly, hair; just hair that is like 3/4 an inch long and it lied flat on his head. His looks and the way he dresses makes me think that he's like one or two years older than I am. He was thin and had sharp tan features on his face. Three moles behind his neck and had eyes that pierces through you. No, I didn't have that experience at that time, but I did have it a few weeks later.

Lectures after lectures, I would see him. It wasn't until this one day, I went to class and plopped down in a chair. The class was filling and I'll admit, everyday in the past, I wish he sat near me again. Today, I prayed exceptionally hard, but I lost home when the class started it. My row was filled except the three rows next to me. If I was lucky, he might sit in the empty row in front of me. Ten minutes into the lecture, I heard the door open. I turned around and saw him, strolling into the class and walking down the ramp with his dark blue bike. I quickly turned around and tried to follow lecture but there was a tiny bang from the left... from the cute guy. I looked up and had the eye to eye contact. My god was his face beautiful. Of all the places to look up, he looked at me. keke. I mean, he could have turned his head to the professor and make a small jerk like apology or he could have looked somewhere else, but instead, it was that moment where it was just us looking at each others face. I felt a little blush so I quickly twisted my head to the front of the room to look at the instructor but my eyes wouldn't listen. It's little beadiness followed the cute guy. Now this gets good. I watched him trying to find a seat. It felt like forever but he slowly walked up the steps stops in front of my row, but decides to turn to sit in front of the empty row. My head was exploding: "No NO NOO! Sit in this row." Saw him step down into the front row, move into the empty row... move out of the row? Steps up on my row? Passes me? AND PLOPS INTO THE SEAT AWAY FROM ME?!? Holy mother cow. Why would.. why would he do that? Why would he not just sit in the empty row in front of me? Why bother passing through my fat legs to get over a seat? It must be fate. Okay, so maybe I feel like... no waity, maybe I AM thinking too much into this. But dang was I happy. I just wished I could see his name when he logged in to the computer. I was hoping that he'd go on facebook too but he was a good kid and took notes on his laptop. *sigh*

Well, never gonna see him again once the quarter ended cause he never really sat near me again but we make occasional eye contact. Once the last day of final, his face is good-bye and I'll never see him ever.

Not until today. I was walking to choir with my friend Natasha and once I was about to reach the building, I saw a face, a face that I'd never see again. At first I couldn't make out if it was actually him, but it was. It was his lean body that were clothed in his white sweater and yeah, it was unbelievable that I saw him again. After all this time, through the thousands of people at Irvine, I saw this one guy that made me slightly freeze. It's not love. Not love at all. I don't know what's it is called but I do like the feeling. And I feel quite happy that I felt it again today because that feeling for me is really really rare.

Yes, I am quite the stalker.

-s00z3n <3 :)