This Boy Caught My Eye

Ethan Ring rushed through many people to finally reach the Building of Crease, where the orientation will be held. "Excuse me," he said while making his way into the crowd and finally entering the hall as he opened the door. The big wooden door creaked, and some have turned into him, and some do not care. He took the empty seat nearer by the door and put his bag into his lap. "And as we go on with this academic school year, I am hoping that everybody will have a great time enjoying your years and learn as well. We all have different paths to take, and it is not guaranteed for you, students, to reach your dreams in the same time frame. But remember, all you got to think about is you and your success," the Head of the College said, ending his speech. "It's done?" Ethan asked. "Or is it just the introduction?" "This is just the introductory. We will be having more activities later for us to get to know one another," said the man besid

The next hours were quiet. The professor has just discussed the introduction and the course outline of the subject. Then it ended. "I guess I'll see you next week, then," the professor said. Ethan hurriedly picked up his bag and exited the class. "Hey, wait for me," Chrystyn said while running after Ethan. "So, you really did kiss the guy, huh? Troye was it?" "I did not kiss him, okay? It was an accident.""Well, what made it into an accident? I mean, what's the reason?" "It's a game of concentration. You need to concentrate for the apple not to fall," said Ethan while they were entering the elevator to go into their next class."And then?" Chrystyn asked while she pushed button 1. "And then, I was looking at someone, and I lost concentration." "Well, maybe you lost concentration because it was love at first sight," Chrystyn said, and then she added, "Was she pretty?" 

"Well, that was good!" Chrystyn whispered as the professor has arrived. "I would say that was the best revenge that I've heard, and I did not expect that." Ethan's sweat is visible. Some are dripping down on his neck, coming from his forehead. Chrystyn whispered, "Wipe that sweat. People can see through your nervousness." And Ethan did wipe it. The professor started his discussion. It was boring as usual. Ethan excused himself and went to the nearest restroom. Little did he know, Troye followed. He entered the cubicle, and as he was just supposed to close it, it opened. "What are you doing?!" Ethan asked angrily.Troye locked the cubicle. "Get out, or someone will see us. My reputation is nothing. But how about yours?" Ethan said. "Oh, are you concern about my reputation now? After what you said earlier?" "Oh, so you are angry now? After you and your friends te

Ethan woke up from his bed as the alarm went off. Then he turned it off. He rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms. The class is still in the afternoon, but he's waking up early to work out. He went downstairs, brushed his teeth, ate some cereals, and drank some juice. Then brushed his teeth again. He started working out. It is really motivating when you work out with a view like this, he thought.His sweat started dripping down his neck, and he could already feel the heat on his body; until he could no longer catch his breath, he stopped. He went straight ahead into the refrigerator, put some ice cubes on his glass, put some water on it, and drank it. He looked into the mirror. He's topless, and he wears his boxers. Yes, it is not an appropriate outfit for working out, but he can really appreciate his body this way. I have a damn good body.  He showered until he felt that there was no lon

Ethan touched his lips as he was on his way home. He's now in the cab. He closed his eyes and just sighed. I am not gay. He looked outside the window, the lights in the city were already lit, and he could see people walking, strolling, running. The town is indeed busy at this time of the night when the sun hides and the moon shines bright. I'm not gay."Let's stop here." The cab stopped, he paid and went out. He went into the elevator and closed it. Then it opened. "Troye," said Ethan. Troye just nodded. The elevator door closes. The silence between them took place. "Hey," Ethan said. Troye did not budge. He just pretended not to care. Ethan sighed and let it passed. As it reached the 15th floor, Ethan retook one glance at Troye and went out. He input the passcode on his unit, sat on the sofa, and sighed again. He covered his eyes