Walt stops at a drinking fountain for a mouthful of water before class, and you seize your chance. It's a warm day, and he's wearing a striped polo shirt which is loose fitting enough to maybe be a size too big for him, along with shorts and flip-flops.
Walt is reasonabley tall, spends most of his time alone, swimming or jogging, and has a very traditionally handsome face. In fact, he'd be extremely popular with girls if he wasn't so extremely withdrawn. Alwyas awkward in public and painfully shy when asked a question in class, you can't imagine some-one as mild-mannered as Walt ever speaking to a member of the opposite sex. He's rarely seen walking with another student, and never a girl.
But as low as his self-esteem may be, as you approach the towering teen and have to crane your neck to look up at him, Walt is beginning to look like the most powerful, intimidating teen God you've ever seen. He hunches forward, drinking from the bubbler, and his calves flex like that of a Greek god above you. His red lips drink in the torrent of water, his healthy skin seems to glow with virality, and his relatively small feet look great big islands before you.
Trying to keep in mind the boy's timidness, you have to be careful in approaching him. He could easily mistake you for a bug and call the janitor to squash you.
Approaching the giant, flip-flopped foot, you're almost too nervous to reach out and touch it.. Until fate acts for you.
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