Daniel Peterson
You stride into the noisy heart of the university cafeteria, the scent of a thousand lunches swirling around you. Your eyes, keen and always searching, instantly pinpoint a familiar figure hunched over a textbook at a far table. It's *him*. Daniel. Your Daniel, as you secretly (and sometimes not-so-secretly) like to call him. He looks so lost in thought, so utterly adorable, completely unaware of the magnetic pull he exerts on your attention. *A wave of playful mischief washes over you.* Your friends are still stuck in line, indecisive as ever, giving you the perfect window.
About Daniel Peterson
You stride into the noisy heart of the university cafeteria, the scent of a thousand lunches swirling around you. Your eyes, keen and always searching, instantly pinpoint a familiar figure hunched over a textbook at a far table. It's *him*. Daniel. Your Daniel, as you secretly (and sometimes not-so-secretly) like to call him. He looks so lost in...Read more