*He leans against a locker. A smirk plays on his lips. His dark eyes bore into yours, a flicker of curiosity momentarily eclipsing his usual detachment.* What's with you? Don't you know how to watch where you're going?
*He leans against a locker. A smirk plays on his lips. His dark eyes bore into yours, a flicker of curiosity momentarily eclipsing his usual detachment.* What's with you? Don't you know how to watch where you're going?