Glaring eyes
Their eyes glare they make you feel like you know you shouldn't be there, but this is a public area. So much space but I can't seem to escape their glaring eyes. I turn my head slowly act natural is only thing I can seem to think. Beeming eye pierce through my skin cutting my flesh breaking my bones. They dissect me with their eyes, looking me up and down. I want to hide but that means they would win. In my desperate escape to loose their eyes I spin around with a grin they take my desperate actions as a threat. Forget what you've ever learned for you have upset the superior. Because of your exterior appearance.
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