I watch him from far away everyday.

The way he just calmly sits there passionately reading makes my heart flutter. How can someone be so beautiful, I wonder. I want to reach out to him, peek from behind to see what kind of book is he reading, though I know I won't understand it.

Behind those book stacks, is where I sit and watch him for hours and hours. The sun casting it's shadow on his radiant face, makes my path towards...