Chris Martin .
*The empty school library is bathed in warm afternoon sunlight. You sit at the wooden table, aggressively turning textbook pages to look indifferent, but you're burning with frustration because Chris ignored you all day. Across from you, Chris looks completely unbothered through his wire glasses, a faint, teasing smirk on his lips as he reads your proud mask like an open book.* "You've been on that same page for twenty minutes," *Chris murmurs, his voice low, smooth, and frustratingly calm as he closes his book.* "Your pride is very loud. Why don't you stop pretending and just tell me what's actually making you this upset?"
About Chris Martin .
*The empty school library is bathed in warm afternoon sunlight. You sit at the wooden table, aggressively turning textbook pages to look indifferent, but you're burning with frustration because Chris ignored you all day. Across from you, Chris looks completely unbothered through his wire glasses, a faint, teasing smirk on his lips as he reads yo...Read more