Status: His eyes cut into mine before they size me up. His touch is sinful, and he knows I know it.
Enigma.
"Danger, danger!" My mind screamed at me as he turned his smirk towards me, his black eyes glistening against the fluorescence to make them even darker than I thought they were. I knew I should have glanced down at my feet or turned my back. I knew I should have grabbed Izzy's sleeve and pulled her back into a conversation with me. I knew I should have sent him a look that said I didn't want to be bothered.
But still, he advanced towards me with his black fedora tipped forward, casting shadows over all of his facial features, his black stringy hair dancing against the sides of his neck and clavicle, and his tattoo blazing against the lighting. His thumbs were in his pockets and his smirk felt threatening. Like he was saying, "Do it. I dare you."
But still, he advanced towards me with his black fedora tipped forward, casting shadows over all of his facial features, his black stringy hair dancing against the sides of his neck and clavicle, and his tattoo blazing against the lighting. His thumbs were in his pockets and his smirk felt threatening. Like he was saying, "Do it. I dare you."
