He was a cold shy guy, who never let anyone in. He kept his emotions locked up, afraid of being hurt again. I was drawn to the cold shy guy, who always sat with his friends. I wanted to break through his icy walls, and warm his frozen heart. He was a cold shy guy, who rarely spoke a word. He had a lot to say, but no one ever heard. I was intrigued by the cold shy guy, who avoided eye contact at all costs. I wondered what secrets he hid behind his glasses, and what made him so aloof. He was a cold shy guy, who acted like he didn’t care. He pretended to be tough and indifferent, but deep down he was scared.
I was fascinated by the cold shy guy, who never smiled or laughed. I wanted to make him happy, and see him light up at last.