His smile was adorable and his smile was so bright and his smile was seldom shown to us. His face seldom appeared rested. And when he smiled it gave her hope. When he smiled it gave her the chance to imagine by some insane chance he liked her. She would see his eyes glance once or twice in her direction and felt her eyes look down at her empty desk, empty like her heart waiting to be filled. Unlike the desk a few books and a pen cant fill it.