I remember when I was a sophomore in high school there was this boy I was talking to and we were at a party together but we hadn’t said much to each other outside of a general greeting. And I remember that I was standing next to my friends who were sitting down at a table and there was a table behind the one my friends were at and he was sitting there with his friends. I hadn’t even noticed he was sitting there but the tables and the area were crowded with people, but I just felt someone starting at me and I turned around to see that it was him. The look he was giving me was a look of almost hunger, but rather the nurishment he seeked was me. His friend spoke to him to no avail, because his eyes were fixated on me. It was a look that almost said “I wanna f*** you now,” and me being the awkward 16 year old I was I just smiled and looked away. I couldn’t tell if it was from fear that his dominating presence had instilled in me or if it was just that I was uncomfortable, but either way it was intoxicatingly s***.