I looked at the paper given to me by the secretary at the office,
"Room 31," I looked around despite the number of students around.
"Room 29, 30, 31," I looked at the paper again.
"Ah, here it is!" I said to myself quietly.
I gently turned the silver door knob and opened the door. I blinked a couple of times. Despite the noise in the hallway, it's always quiet in the classroom on the first day of university.
The students looked at me as I made my way to the teacher's desk.
"Ah, hello! Welcome to room 31!" the young, long brown-haired teacher said happily as she looked up from her desk. "My name is Ms. Ariamaine, and you are?" she asked as she smiled at me.
"Luka. Luka Rose." I said calmly.
She looked at the class list on her desk,
"Luka…" Ms. A said as she scanned through the list with her finger. "Ah, yes! Luka Rose!"
"Feel free to sit where ever you want Luka." She said as she smiled at me.
"This teacher is way too happy.." I thought.
"Alright thank you." I said.
I looked over the class once more. The tables were meant to seat two people. But so far, there only seems to be one person per table. There were no more vacant spots left for one person, so I walked over to a desk with a guy by the window.
He sat there looking outside the window while he fiddled with his pen. He had black short-straight hair and light brown eyes. He wore the same uniform as me, white polo, red tie, beige blazer, light brown pants and dark brown shoes.
"Hi, I'm Luka. Is this seat taken?" I asked.
He stopped fiddling with his pen and looked at me.
"No, go ahead. My name is Fabien by the way," he said smiling as I pulled the wooden chair out and sat down.
"So, what school did you come from, Fabien?" I asked as I put my book bag on the floor beside my desk.
"I'm from Sakura high ," he said as he grabbed his notebook out and opened it to a random page.
"Excuse me, but can I draw you?" he asked as he cocked his head to the side.
"Er, what?" I asked nervously.
"Sorry, I'm into art. Your eyes are very beautiful Luka, did anyone tell you that?"
"Umm.. I may have gotten a few compliments in the past," I said.
He smiled, "do you mind if I sketch them?"
"Hm.. Sure, why not?" I said.
"First day of uni, and I already have a person sketching me," I joked.
"You should be flattered," he smiled as he got his pencil out, and started drawing the guidelines for the face, eyebrows and such.
"Could you move a little closer? I wanna get every detail."
"Sure," I leaned in close, leaving only inches in between our faces.
"Perfect! Thank you," he said happily as he started sketching again.
It's the first time I noticed this, but this guy… smells really sweet.
"I wonder what cologne this is.. Calvin Klein? Armani Code? Cavalli Black? No.. I can't put my finger on it," I thought to myself. I bit the corner of my lip trying to figure it out.
Fabien looked back at me,
"Is something wrong?" he asked concerned.
"Oh. It's nothing. I'm just trying to figure out the cologne you're wearing," I said awkwardly.
"You smell really sweet."
He looked at me, then back at his notebook to continue drawing.
"That's.. just my body smell," he said grinning a little bit.
"I can't do anything about it."
My body stiffened a bit.
"What the… What's wrong with this guy?" I thought.