Maya
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Ryder doesn’t leave.
He just stays there, sitting on my bed, back propped against the wall like he’s got nowhere better to be. After his compliment, there’s this weird itch crawling under my skin, like I have to live up to his expectations or even surpass it. It’s stupid, but. maybe not entirely.
The silence stretches out. Not uncomfortable, but sort of tense. I keep sneaking glances at him and every single time, he’s already looking at me. Like he never looked away.
“That’s extremely creepy,” I mutter, not looking up from my screen.
He smirks, like he’s been caught but doesn’t mind. “You’re the one making it hard not to stare.”
I scoff. “Your flattery won’t earn you any points nor will it change the fact that you’re being a menace.”
He doesn’t reply. Just shifts slight
