Lonely, Drunk and Beautiful

"Can you tell me why is everyone acting like I just jumped off a building because I dared to speak to you?” he asked, the corner of his mouth quirking up.
“Because you may as well have.” Jack said sweetly, and returned to glaring down at the graffiti on the desk.
The silence lingered in the class for what seemed like years.

So I completely re-wrote this story, changed the person and the tense. It's still basically the same storyline but with a few changes, and it's now getting regular updates. Hope you guys like!