Falling for the Cult Leader Pt 2

The new guy was staring at me again. He was cute though so it wasn’t creepy. I had never seen as asian boy so tall and strong before. His skin looked better than mine haha
Should I have said virile instead of strong? Here was the thing.
Everyday at lunch period he would stare at me from where he was sitting with his friends. It made me feel self conscious but I tried hard to look normal and oblivious of his intense energy.
He always stared at people. From what I heard he got a reputation. Even the most notorious bad guy who carried weapons to school respected him. He never got into troubles but everybody seemed to accept his strong stares.
He had this way of staring at you that project confidence. Sometimes he did it with interest, sometimes adoration.
I believed his stare of me was that of adoration.
I had thought about it a lot, and finally decided to approach him. He was playing chess with his friends.
I simply ignored his friends and sat next to the new guy.
Me: “Hey”
Turning to me slowly. No sign of excitement or anything. He formed a small smile “hey”
“How do play chess?” I learn on my left palm with elbow on the table. This was my best attempt at flirting.
Him: “Ok, here is the pawn. You move one grid ahead with it, here is the rock, you can go vertically or horizontally”
He was speaking very slowly in monotone, with exaggerated asian accent, as if he was talking to a special child.
Me: “fuck you!” and quickly walked away.
What happened with me? I was such a bitch. Later I thought about it. I wondered if I misread him. Maybe he actually was just starting to learn English?
Too late. I was embarrassed but he didn’t stop staring at me next day.
Oh he was walking toward me. My heart was pounding. I wanted to hide so bad because I was made a fool of myself yesterday.
“Hi, sorry about yesterday”, he spoke with that extra slow pace again, with heavy accent. But his voice was… endearing. It wasn’t the sexy kind that I imagined but the kind that quickly disarm you. If you put Winnie the Pooh and some poet voice together that would be probably close.
“I don’t know what I did but girls get mad like that a lot with me so I just say sorry”, he smiled.
Humble brag. I didn’t know what his deal was, but it spiked my curiosity a lot.
Finally, something fun happened in school.
“Do you actually talk like that?”, I couldn’t help
“Like what?” He looked sincere.
I chuckled. He was endearing. I didn’t expect a good looking guy to sound like that.
Him: “You are tall” with a smirk that didn’t match with his endearing voice.
I laughed further.
“Ok calm down”. Again with that slow voice.
When he said “calm down” it was so funny. It was the timing when he said it that made it feel oddly funny. He pushed his hands in front of his chest when he said it. A little bit dramatic.
“hahaha I am sorry” I now wanted to hear more from him.
“My club needs some new members so I just want to know if you like” He said with his mesmerizing way. He had a mix of innocent, confident, fun, and intense vibe. This was something new I couldn’t fully explain it.
“Ya? You want ME to join” I said it with a flirtatious tone.
“Thats what I said” he kept up with his innocent face.
“What is it about”
“Paranormal, you know, like X-file, You and me, like the agents” He smiled. Was that a flirt?
“hookay” Then I went back to my usual spot and he joined his friends again.
He was so nice. Things turned out to be much better than I thought.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/o6wkj0/falling_for_the_cult_leader_pt_2