Bad things, there were a lot of bad things that the world seemed to wish on Noah, but it seemed the world had transitioned from that; to directly uncomfortable and weird situations.
A moment of silence passed after the red haired girl spoke, her face almost directly in front of Noah's, though her 5"5 height only let her reach his chest.
"No," Noah frowned, "Why would you even say such a thing," He commented taking a step back.
"I want to be close to you," She repeated, this time her voice a tad bit louder than before. But thankfully no one heard.
"Thanks, but no thanks," Noah replied, "And I barely even know you," He continued, taking another step back. He desired to get away from her and the situation in whole.
She saw this and took two steps forward, her face only a few inches from his chest.
"I haven't known you for thirty minutes," Noah complained trying to shrug off the weird stares they were receiving.
