The bell rings, starting the shuffle from desks to door.

How to be near you? make it like fate,
karma, a happy accident. Our paths crossing, Something meant to be - I steer toward you.

So much to know.
Have you read the next chapter?
Do you mean it when you laugh at things I say?
Do our eyes meet for too long to be coincidence?

"Hi."

"Hi, Chris."

Picture my frozen smile as you walk away.