THIS GUY
THIS GUY
I can feel nervousness building up
In my heart, hmm, he is nearing now.
I can no longer understand myself
For he triggers something in me I can't point out.
He shares my study room now
Worst of all he sits right beside me
It's winter season but am already sweating
I can no longer stand that gaze
It makes me wonder if he feels the same way.