So tall and graceful.
He looks at me like I’m a ghost.
I can’t help but stare.
He smells like soap and sweat.
I should say something before he thinks I’m an idiot.
So small and lovely.
She looks at me as though I’m a murderer.
I must stop staring.
She smells of coffee and paint.
I need to say something or she’ll think I’m going to kill her.