I didn't have the guts to see the face of the man from whom I was feeling those tingles, but without even looking at his face, I already knew who he was. I stared at his chest, which was covered with a black t-shirt, and my heart was already thumping hard in my chest. My brain was already playing that 7-minute streaming of my whole life before dying that everyone talks about.
I finally took a deep breath and raised my head to look at him, but as soon as I saw his glowing eyes, my breath caught away. His grey eyes were now hazel in color and looked as if they were glowing. I tried but failed to tear my gaze away from him. The attraction that I was trying to ignore for days knocked me out hard. I knew that my being dead was a matter of a few seconds or minutes (if I was lucky), but why deny
