Look at him! The way he walks to the class is like he doesn't give a fuck to everyone. With jet back hair and hands in the pocket, I dare to say that he's a fuckboy.
Wait a minute!! Where is his soul? I mean his butterfly. Everyone except me has its own butterfly. Where is his?
I was searching his butterfly around his body that I couldn't aware he's coming closer to me.
"What are you looking for," he said.
At one glance to him, I could see blue flames from the depth of his eyes.
"Where's your..."
"Oh, I mean nothing."
In my mind :God, I was nearly to say where's your butterfly.
"What do you mean?" he said, looking me with his constricted dark eyebrows.
"I said nothing."
"Then move your bag from my table."
Oh, I had put my bag on the table behind my seat. Hum! Is he gonna sit behind me though there are so many empty seats?
"Move it! What are you thinking?"
"Okay, okay."
To be honest, his voice sounds like smoky in a mysterious way.
Everything is strange about him including devoid of a butterfly.
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