Unknown POV.
What could be more intriguing than having a weird attraction towards someone whose aura screamed mystery? I guessed nothing else.
And there she was, the object of my attraction, staring hard into the woods, so afar off. I watched her silently for somewhile, and without knowing how and when, I found myself sitting beside her on the grass.
She gave off no impression of having heard someone settled beside her, she didn't even spare me a glance, she just kept on basking in her aloneness. Well, I wasn't surprised, after all she had a reputation of being the school snob. An attitude problem if you will call it that.
"I don't have an attitude problem...I have a personality you...