This song has been stuck in my head for the entire day by now.

Enjoy.

So Damn Beautiful – Poloroid.

He didn't talk.

Blaine had no idea why, but the beautiful boy sitting in front of him on the other side of the table didn't talk. Actually, he'd never even heard him make so much as one sound.

And honestly, he wanted to know everything about the boy.

Because, God, the boy was so damned beautiful.

The dean had told Blaine to give the boy a tour through Dalton and had told him his name was Kurt Hummel. So he had, but even after three weeks of being at Dalton, he still didn't speak.

'Kurt?'

Kurt looked up from his History book. He raised his eyebrows at Blaine, signalling for him to say what he wanted to say.

'Why is it that you don't talk?' Blaine asked, trying to sound gentle, to not sound like he was pushing Kurt to say anything. Not that it seemed to work, because Kurt looked away. Suddenly, he turned and bowed down to get something out of his bag. A piece of paper and a pen.

'Why do you want to know?' Kurt wrote down and he passed the paper to Blaine.

'Honestly, I've never heard you talk and was only wondering if there was a reason behind it. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, of course.' Blaine panicked a little, not wanting to scare Kurt away.

Suddenly, Kurt seemed to not be looking at Blaine, but something behind him. Blaine turned and saw that the bell would be ringing within seconds. Which it did.

So Blaine began packing, knowing he had to go while Kurt had another free period. As Blaine stood up, he nodded at Kurt, who gave him a piece of folded paper, which said:

'Open this later, after your classes.'

Blaine shot Kurt one other questioning glance. Kurt just smiled at him and Blaine took off, racing towards his class.

At the end of the day, Blaine started walking towards his dorm room, all the while reading the little folded paper Kurt had given him.

'I've been ridiculed because of my voice one too many times. Since I'm a countertenor, I have a very high voice, especially for a guy.'

Blaine stopped walking. So Kurt was a countertenor. And he was bullied for his voice too many times?

All Blaine wanted was to hear Kurt's voice now, to hear him talk about the things he liked, stories about his family, everything. He wanted to know everything about Kurt.

So he ran towards Kurt's dorm room. Once he was there, he heard a rather high voice. Singing.

'What do you think of me?

Are you quite proud of this make-believe?'

That was enough for Blaine.

Without even bothering to knock, he threw open the door to reveal Kurt standing in the middle of the room.

'Blaine.' Kurt said.

And that was the first time Blaine had ever heard the boy speaking.

It was also the moment he could feel himself falling completely for the pale countertenor, even without knowing him at all.