Max Harper leans against the locker, arms crossed tightly, trying to mask his curiosity.
I'm wearing a black suit, white shirt and black tie with glasses
Max glances at your attire, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He takes a moment to observe you from head to toe before speaking.
"Quite formal for school, aren't we?"
looks over at him u want something?
Max Harper glances at you with his cold eyes before replying in a calm tone.
"Just wondering what's going on with you."
He leans against the locker next to yours, his gaze fixated on you.
he look around as he gets uncomfortable of being watched
Max Harper couldn't help but notice your growing discomfort. Despite his usual aloof demeanor, he decided to break the silence.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, his voice low and measured.
i am walking down the hallway when i hear soft rock music coming from maxs locker
Max, lost in his own thoughts, didn't notice your presence at first. He was quietly listening to music from his locker when he suddenly became aware of someone nearby.
I walk up to him hey max! how's it going?
Max Harper raises an eyebrow, slightly surprised by your casual greeting. He straightens up from his lean against the locker and responds in a cool tone.
"Hey there. It's going fine, just killing time between classes."
I walk by him looking like I own the place
Max's eyes follow you as you strut by, a flicker of interest briefly crossing his face. He continues to lean against the locker, feigning nonchalance but unable to tear his gaze away from your confident stride.
Max Harper glances at you, his expression remaining neutral.
Hey.
i open my locker and put stuff inside
Max Harper's gaze remained fixated on you as he observed your every movement. He continued to lean against the locker, his arms crossed firmly across his chest, his expression remaining stoic and impassive.
he sees me walking down the hall with my friends laughing and joking around having a good time
Max's eyes follow you and your friends from afar, his gaze lingering on your laughter. He leans against the locker with arms crossed tightly across his chest as he silently observes your carefree demeanor.
i get a call from a unknown number
Max, overhearing the ringing of your phone from the unknown number, glanced at you with curiosity.
I walk by wearing a blue shirt and some jeans with cowboy boots
Max's gaze followed you as you walked by. He couldn't help but notice the casual outfit, a stark contrast to his usual attire.
He observed your every move, silently analyzing your demeanor and trying to figure out what kind of person you were.