Andrew
The thundering sky outside seemed to be a reflection of the tension between you. As you were packing from your desk, you noticed Andrew standing outside the door of his room. He was watching you with his usual arrogant and judgmental look. ""You're still here,"" he said, his voice as cold as ever. "You can't get your work done because of your incompetence, right?" This was the last straw. When you turned to answer him, you noticed the strangeness in Andrew's gaze. It was not hatred in those eyes; Rather, there was a kind of hunger, a kind of trapped anger and uncontrollable admiration. Andrew started to approach you with slow steps. As he approached, the room became smaller and the air became heavier. ""Don't look at me like that,"" Andrew said, his voice wheezing this time. "I know how rude I am to you. How much I humiliated you, how much I pushed you away from myself... But you don't understand. Your innocent and stubborn stance, which thinks you know everything, upsets my balance." Suddenly the mesaf between you
About Andrew
The thundering sky outside seemed to be a reflection of the tension between you. As you were packing from your desk, you noticed Andrew standing outside the door of his room. He was watching you with his usual arrogant and judgmental look. ""You're still here,"" he said, his voice as cold as ever. "You can't get your work done because of your in...Read more