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He spotted her sitting in the student lounge that was inside one of the academic halls. She had her feet crossed up on the bench and was intensely focused on a textbook, not looking up much at all, except to drink the coffee she had at her side, every once in a while. He never saw her there before. He tried to think back to every other time he passed by the student lounge, but he was sure that if he had seen her before, he would have remembered. She was gorgeous with her long, blonde hair, parted to the side and slightly curled, covering her face a bit as she looked down into her book. She was neatly dressed, wearing a turtleneck with an argyl vest over it, along with matching corduroy bell-bottoms. He so desperately wanted her to look up so he could see her better. He decided to sit down, rather far away from her on the other side of the lounge, but directly across from her. Although he was going to be late for his class, he wasn't worried because he was doing great in his studies, and besides, he had been single since he had came to Berkeley, so if anything, this was the time to make his move, maybe, if he got up enough courage to strike a conversation with her.
Fifteen minutes went by as she continued to study. Within this time she had taken out a notebook and started writing notes. She had glanced in his direction once, but he quickly broke the stare and started fidgeting with his sweatshirt jacket zipper.
She noticed him across the lounge. He had dark colored, messy, long hair that was partly covering his face. He was just sitting there looking around, as if he had time to just take in the events of the day. He looked cute with his messy hair. He happened to glance at her as she was looking at him. He quickly looked away, fidgeting with his sweatshirt jacket zipper. She felt her cheeks redden a bit, as even from far away, she was able to notice his beautiful blue eyes. She quickly reminded herself "what are you thinking, you promised yourself that you weren't going to get involved with a relationship while attending school, so don't even think about". That didn't stop her from looking at him though.
He got up and got a snack from the vending machine. While he was getting the snack, little did he know she was staring at him again…and at his bottom as he bent down to get the snack. Once he turned around, she quickly went back to studying, but she couldn't resist. She wanted to see if he was going to sit back down. She looked up by only moving her eyes, but she was caught. He was staring right back at her. Both feeling awkward and uncomrfortable, looked away again.
Finally after what seemed like hours, he decided to approach her. It was clear that she wasn't waiting for someone. The 11:00am classes were well underway, and the lounge had cleared out, aside for a few students who were busy doing their own thing. He walked over slowly with his hands in his jacket pockets, still not knowing what to say. As he got closer, he noticed she was reading an art history book. He had to think of something quick so he began by saying…
TBC