As I strolled towards the fountain in the middle of the quad, I felt a myriad of glances on me, observing me, or just staring curiously on. I ignored the looks directed in my direction. My attention remained steadfastly fixed on the figure standing beside the glistening waters.
Nicholas, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, his hair artfully tousled by the gentle breeze, met my gaze head-on. His presence exuded an undeniably formidable aura, yet it did little to deter the giggles and enamored glances from the surrounding throng of girls.
My steps slowed as I closed the distance between us, halting just a few feet away. My eyes timidly ascended to meet his unwavering gaze, and at that moment, time seemed to stretch. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as a symphony of emotions s
