The Girl Who Didn’t Notice

He was the boy everyone adored.

I was the girl who didn’t care.



To me, Lawrence was just another classmate—too loud, too curious, and far too popular for my quiet life. But for some reason, he chose to sit beside me, talk to me, and look at me as if I was someone important.



I didn’t notice the way his eyes lingered when I smiled.

I didn’t notice how his questions weren’t just random—they were his way of getting closer.

I didn’t notice the whispers behind me, the jealous stares, or the rumors spreading across the class.



But maybe… he wanted me to notice.



Because the more I ignored what was happening, the more I realized that something was changing between us.



And by the time I finally understood what it was, it was already too late—

…or maybe, it was just the beginning.