As you finally sit down to attend your class, you notice that figure once again...the blond slicked back hair, striking blue eyes. He seemed very upset...you look away before he could get the chance to notice you staring. In all honesty...you wanted to get to know him better; after all...he really didn’t have many friends. As class ended you snuggle into the soft sweater that you had been wearing. You look back at the German again, his face even more unpleasant. You lift yourself from your seat and approach him.
“H-hi...Ludwig.”His gaze met yours sharply, you were taken back by his icy daggers.
“Guten tag...[Name].” You shift your weight a little.
“Why so glum?” He looked down and clenched his hands, scaring you further. You were starting to regret conversing with him when,
“I...I’m just cold.” Your face blushed, making you heat up even more. You softly took his hands into your own, he really was chilly. His featu