ERIC'S NARRATIVE
A FEW WEEKS AGO
When I first saw Quinn walking in the classroom and sat on the chair next to me, I gave her an are-you-kidding-me look. Unlike other girls in the campus who wore their best female and luring getup, this girl sitting next to me looked very common and plain in a shirt, jeans, and beanie hat.
She must have felt my curious stares to her when all of a sudden, she turned her head over her shoulder and flickered her eyes at me.
I was caught off guard by her naive gaze. It seemed like there was a sharp current that jabbed me when our eyes met. However, I didn't break our eye connection. Instead, I continued to look at her unabashedly. It was her who blinked and then turned away with her washed face, but the impact of our silent communication did something stra
