The Only Reason || Harry Styles ||

I found a seat near the window on my last period and sat there. The past subjects passed by without any trouble happening. Well, it’s my first day here. So far, so good. Those subjects were all handled by female teachers – which looked like nuns.

It was still early; only 8 students occupied the room so far. I sighed and pulled out a book from my bag called ‘My Immortal’. I love reading books when I don’t have anything to do. It’s my sweet escape from the world.

Minutes passed, the room was getting filled by students. I sat there quietly reading, waiting for the last subject to get started; English.

It was getting noisier and noisier by the minute that I couldn’t focus on my book so I stopped reading and put it back in my bag. My face didn’t show any signs of boredom as I examine every part of the room with my joy-filled eyes. A fancy clock was hanged on the wall on the top of the blackboard and a globe was placed on the teacher’s table. I admired every part of the room until my attention was snatched by the door that cracked open and a man walked to the teacher’s table and put his bag on top. He was the man I saw before; those mop of curls walking down the hallway. He looked young. I never saw a teacher before with that young age.

My eyes observed his features; plump red lips formed in a straight line, quiffed wavy brown curls, and beautiful green eyes. I found myself staring at him. He seems familiar. It’s like I saw that face before when I was young. My mouth became agape, mesmerized by his green orbs that appears to be familiar to me until his eyesight surprisingly set to mine. I looked away; ashamed that my English teacher found me staring at him. I can see through the corner of my eyes a bright smile etched on his face.

Seconds later the room was full with girls except the one beside mine. Wow, it’s the first day of school and no one dared to sit next to me. Great.

I peeked at the man, our teacher, to see his eyes explore the entire room and coughed to get attention.

“Ladies! I’m Mr. Styles. Harry Styles.” He said while writing his name on the board. “I’ll be your teacher for the English subject.” He explained loudly, putting down the white chalk as he continued. “As you can see, uh, I’m the only male teacher here in Gabriela High and the rest are females. The former English teacher here resigned and I’m the one who replaced her position as I am a close relative of the school’s principal. So I-“

He was cut off by a loud bang of an opened door and a girl with long brown hair stood timidly.

“I’m sorry I’m late.” She said.

“It’s okay. You can take a seat there, Ms… ?” Mr. Styles ordered and pointed at the seat next to me.

“Eleanor Calder.”

“Calder?” he asked with wide eyes and Eleanor nodded. “I’m Mr. Styles.”

Eleanor sat beside me and put her bag on the table. She looked at me with a big smile and spoke.

“I’m Eleanor. Eleanor Calder.” She said pulling out her hand.

“Yeah I heard. I’m Max McNaire.” I introduced myself and shook her hand.

“Nice to meet you.”

“You too.” I smiled.

Eleanor Calder. She seems nice. I hope I get to know her more. I wish.

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