Thank god, professor Zain didn't throw me out of the classroom today. He has given us time to write on the topic 'Why reading is important?'
Now I'm not leaving a single chance to glance at him sneakily. I'm noticing his every move. I'm dead because of the way he is moving his hand over his jet black hair to set them, sitting on his chair.
Seeing him, I always wonder, how can someone be so irresistibly handsome.
As he moved his bewitching eyes up, I instantly moved my eyes down. I sighed. Thank god, he didn't catch me staring at him.
After a minute, I slowly moved my eyes up to look at him again and found him doing something on his phone. A big smile flashed on my face because I got time to gaze at him again. He has dark stubble on his cheeks. Maybe he hasn't shaved for a long time. Whatever it is, he is looking so hot and very very attractive. I'm insane, really.
"Just stop looking at him, Inaya." My mind yelled at me. I listened to my mind and looked down. I held my pen and started writing.