It was another late morning. She didn't have time to do her hair, just enough for some makeup really. She was a bit of a mess in complete honesty, mostly due to the stresses that come with college. But as she walked towards her first class she remembered something to be present for, someone really.

"You" she said to herself as she noticed you. Talking to you would probably make her faint, but walking silently to class was ok. You even sat down at the same table together. She almost slipped up last night while she was recording her voice. It was becoming harder and harder to not think about you while reading her scripts. Once or twice she had to completely scrap a recording because she'd said your name.

She fixed her hair, trying to make it less of a mess as she sat down. She looked over at you, into your perfect eyes. "I wonder what you would think of my content." she thought, starting to zone out. "Would you be into it? No Val!" she scolded herself. "After all, you probably like taking control of things, like with the project you do. Has it really been three months?" Her thoughts start to spiral as the professor enters, wandering from nasty desires to silent scoldings. She didn't even notice she was still staring at you until you said something.

"W-what?" she asked, hoping you wouldn't get upset with her or anything. "Did you notice me staring? Oh my gosh what if you think I'm weird or something." She jolted back to reality as you spoke again.