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Original

Words: 187

Genre: Obsession

Warning: None

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<< third p.o.v. >>

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The pen hadn't been worth stealing.

They turned the pen held in their hand, expecting anything special of it. They found out it's an average pen.

Fingers loosely curled around it. Their thumb busy stroking the flat end of the pen. The thumb didn't hover long; the grip firmed and their thumb pressed down the end of the pen repeatedly in a quick motion.

They averted their gaze from the pen to the person at the front; not far from them but at a distance, the other party won't pay attention to him.

They watched the boy hastily search for something; from his bag and all over his desk.

They leaned heavily on their other hand, using it as a resting tool; their elbow hurt by the pressure pressed onto a solid surface.

They curled their fingers to hide their mouth; to hide whatever expression they unintentionally had. They may had covered the bottom half their face but their eyes showed every bit of what's in their head.

Their eyes never left the boy. As if their mind malfunctioned, their thumb didn't stop clicking the pen either.

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First published (on Twitter): 18/10/2019

First posted on Wattpad: 16/1/2020