‘ Oh, am I? ’ lips curling, dull gaze
shifted &&attention now laid on his work.
Twirling a personalized black pen around
his long fingers, her words echoing inside
his head. ‘ —- I wonder… ’ he fell silent,
acacia locks framed his face perfectly.
He attempts to mask his hunger, 
chocolate hues now fixated onto her
features, fake smile plastered naturally
so as he gave out a reply. ‘ What do
you wish to do? I’ll reconsider. ’