The Mind Reader & The Cold Heartthrob

Synopsis

I heard a voice in the library. 'She's wearing a white dress today. 'She's a cute little fox. 'Her tail must be so soft.' I looked up and glanced around. The library was quiet, with only the soft rustle of pages turning. Across from me, three rows of shelves away, sat Charlie White, a snow wolf and the cold school heartthrob. He was reading a thick book about physics, head down, expression utterly devoid of warmth. His jawline was so sharp that it could cut glass. Cold and untouchable. That was how every girl at school described him. I was about to look away when I heard the voice again. It was a cool, slightly husky male voice. Honestly, it sounded so much like Charlie's. But the tone was completely different. 'She's looking over here! 'Is this pose making me look hot? 'Do I look perfect from this angle, with chiseled features? 'Wait, why'd she stop looking? Is my hair not cool enough today?' My pen hit the table with a loud clatter. I thought I'd just unlocked some kind of insane power.