There he was. Staring at me with his cold eyes. You would think he was some type of creep with how he looked at others. There was never a story or much behind everything. He always stares at people like they understand what it meant. Everyone knew him but not who he is as a person. No one liked him. Including myself. He doesn’t glare at me like he glares at others. He glares like he almost wants to kill me. Almost like he yearns for my blood only. Telling the truth, he is a cute boy. If he acted decent, people would like him. Especially girls. But due to his oddness, they see him as the ugly school freak and has maybe over a hundred theories about him. The most popular one is that he’s abused and that’s why he watches. The one that I like is that he’s a vampire looking for his next victim. Only reason why I like it is because it seems like I’m the next one.


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