His obsession

Observant

Chapter One

                                                                                             Joon-Sik

I fucking hate this class. The only reason I show up is because of her. Bella, her name suits her very well. Every time she walks in, I fantasize about her on top of my desk on her back. Her legs spread wide giving me a full display of my property. I know she knows of my existence by the slight eye contact she makes with me every morning. It's never longer than ten seconds. It's only that long because of her pride. She wants her presence to be known.

She wants to ensure those who have made eye contact with her know she is a princess. Why should a princess look away too quickly when eye contact is made? I fucking love it. Little does she know when I'm deep inside of her she will keep that same energy. She will not look away from me. I want her eyes to stay on mines. I don't give a fuck about how good I make her feel. They aren't even allowed to roll to the back of her head.

She's going to fucking look at me until I tell her otherwise. When she sits down, I smell That sweet fragrance I love so much. Cocoa butter with a hint of lavender mixed with something sweet like honey. I watch her as she takes her laptop out of her bag. When she types in her password she uses the tips of her blood red acrylic nails. They're not too long but not too short. She pulls one of her delicate kinky curls behind her ear to reach back into her bag for her cellphone. It's ringing, I take a glance at the screen and the name shows "Smh".

It's a First that I've seen that. She declines the call but no more than 20 seconds later there's another. When she declines it again there's another immediately after. "I'm in class why the fuck are you blowing up my phone" She whispers all too loud.

I can't help but chuckle. She's fucking adorable when she's annoyed. The way her eyebrows scrunch up as she bites on her bottom lip makes me think very toxic thoughts. I wouldn't seriously piss her off but I would love to tease her so she can direct that animosity towards me.

I would simply fuck it right out of her. "I told you I'm leaving you. I'm fucking done" She growls as she hangs up blocking him. I feel my face harden. She's had a boyfriend this entire time. Realistically what did I expect? She's sexy as hell. Of course she's spoken for.

Well, not any more clearly. I just don't like the fact that anyone else has had her. Beautiful chocolate skin with nice full lips and cat like eyes. Her hourglass figure makes my dick twitch. God truly took his time on her. Large breast I can imagine in my mouth or wrapped around my dick. A fat ass that proportions her body just right. It's not like she has too big of anything. It's all just perfect.

She also dresses both modest but sexy. He must have really fucked up. That's alright. I may not have been her first man, but I will be her last. She would never be able to leave me. I'll ensure she'll never want to. Before I know it, the hour has passed. Class always flies by.

I only hate this class because I dislike the professor. I don't need it or his smart-ass mouth. Yet when I saw she took it and it fit my curriculum, I took it anyways. Watching her always makes the time shorten. Once our professor dismisses us, she begins packing her things up. I intentionally push my pen over. She notices and picks it up for me. When she hands it to me, I purposely touch her fingers as I grab it.

"Thank you beautiful" I say ensuring to keep eye contact with her. I always thought her eyes were green but today they're Light brown. I didn't know she wore contacts. They fit her so well, but her brown eyes give her this heavenly look rather than majestic. "Y-you're welcome" she whispers turning red. Fuuuuck~ . It's the first time I've seen a black woman blush. It makes sense since she has a red undertone. "Can I treat you to lunch" I ask her not wanting our small conversation to end. She pauses and thinks for a moment.

"Yes I-I would like that" she mumbles uncertain but willing.

We walk out together, she's in front of me and I'm not too far behind her. I can't help but look down at her ass as she walks. She has this sway to her. Some girls force it but hers is natural. She walks as though she's on a runway for Victoria secret and she was the last model to end the show. Not even noticing. We make it to the cafeteria where she stops. I halt trying my hardest not to bump into her. Feeling her ass against me right now would end terribly. I wouldn't be able to control myself.

"What would you  like to eat" she asks, turning around to look at me. "You decide" I respond. She turns back around to scan the room. Then she begins walking towards the Panera bread. We both order and sit down while they prepare it. "So, what made yo-" before she can finish her sentence a no caller ID tag shows up on her phone. She puts her phone on silent and sets it down rolling her eyes.

"What made you ask me to lunch" She asks bluntly. I can't help but chuckle at her. Before I can respond her phone lights up again with the same tag. I subtly look down at it. She does as well but ignores it. "Who wouldn't want to have lunch with a beauty" I smirk. Her mouth slightly opens as she turns red again. she licks her lips although they're covered in lip gloss.

Again, her phone lights up. This time she doesn't notice she's too busy staring at me. At that our buzzer goes off. I wink at her before going to grab our food. When I return to the table, she's on the phone arguing. As I sit down, she turns her phone off and puts it  in her bag. "Boy trouble?" I ask. "Fuck him" she barks.

When she realizes she snapped a bit she apologizes. "I-I'm sorry, he's just annoying the fuck out of me. He cheated on me now he wants to blow up my phone upset that I'm done?" She rants. He cheated on her? What a fucking idiot. Who in their right mind would cheat on her. She's beautiful. She's smart. She's goal oriented. He's fucking retarded.

"What an idiot" I scoff. She stops in her tracks and looks up at me as if she's surprised or something. "What?" I ask "N-nothing" She stutters as she continues putting chips in her barbecue mac taking a huge bite. Even the way she eats is attractive. I can't stand girls who are afraid to eat or try to eat all cute and shit. She's enjoying her food without a care in the world, and I love it.

I take a bite of my sandwich trying my hardest not to watch her. we make small conversation in between bites. I found out she's a music major. She wants to become a music teacher for kids. She's into anime and she loves to read. What surprised me is she has a son. He's two. The idiot that keeps calling her is his father. They've only been together 3 years her pregnancy was rushed in a sense over her want for children but in her words "stupidity to not do it right". Unfortunately she takes care of him mostly alone with the help of her parents.

Honestly, I don't care if she has a son. It didn't deter my desire for her. If anything, it made her more attractive. She works, goes to school and takes care of a toddler while doing amazing in life. Once we're done eating, I pass my phone to her. She looks up at me surprised before she cautiously takes my phone. Once she types her number in, she saves her name in my phone as a panda emoji. I can't help but smile at that.