Eyes on me

So then it was another boring lecture on accounts. I hate accounting. I really do. It irks me because I can't understand a thing. I wonder why.

I was just staring the the wiry curls of my lecturer in her dark blue suit. She was droning on and on... about... was it target net profit? Something caught my eye. Or rather, someone did.

There was this guy in a plain white tee. Pretty good side profile I must say. He reminds me of a friend I had a crush on eons ago. I wasn't admiring at his side profile though. It was him and this petite girl sitting beside him. I'm not sure if anyone else noticed how evident that he's got a lil' sumtin sumtin for that girl. It's written all over his face. The way he'll steal glances at her at every chance, how he'd try to hold her gaze, the intensity and longing in his eyes when he did so...

I'm willing to give up 5 years of my life to have someone lay his eyes on me like he did her.