"You know what I hate about you?" His minty breath fanning my face. He placed his hands on the wall right beside my head. His eyes dance a lot of emotions I couldn't decipher as his gaze moved from my eyes down to my lips.
Gulp. "W-What?" I breathed nervously.
"You reminded me of her," he whispered into my ear, "and I fucking hate it." He pushed himself away from me and slammed the door shut.