slowly in love

The school bell rang sharp and final signaling the start of yet another term.student flooded the corridors with laughter, footsteps and low hum of charter.But in the middle of it all , Emma Watson, Walked quietly, her fingers tucked around the straps of her back pack , her eyes lowered to the polished floor. She was the kind of girl who blended in the walls-present but unoticed. And she liked it that way. Noise made her uncomfortable, and attention always felt like a spotlight she didn't ask for. When she step into the classroom, the sun was spilling through the tall windows, painting golden streaks across the empty desks . She made her way to the her usual seat , third row by the window. It was her favorite spot - quiet,warm , and just far enough away from the teachers direct line of sight . But today someone was already sitting there. A boy. He sat with his elbow on the desks,chin resting on one hand , staring absently out the window as if the world outside was more interesting than anything happening in here. His hair was slightly messy falling just over his eyes. There was something distant about him, something still . Emma paused, unsure. It wasn't like her to speak up, but it had been her spot since last year. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, he turned to looked at her their eyes met. And in that moment brief, wordless something passed between them . Not electricity, not even fireworks. But something .... Quieter, recognition.curosity. "... Do you want the seat back?. " His voice was soft, almost a whisper. Emma blinked. " No it's okay. She moved to the desks beside his, her heart unexpectedly fluttering , though she didn't understand why. The bell rang again, the class began. But Emma found herself stealing glances at the boy beside her. He didn't talk much , he didn't fidget or laugh or try to stand out. And that made her wonder . " Who was he ? , And why did silence feel so different when he was here?