IDK – now comes with clues!
I really can’t figure you out.
One minute you’re glaring at me as if I’d cheat, the next I’d catch you just in the nick of time, trying to turn away from my eyes so I wouldn’t notice you were gazing at me again. Or glaring (again), for that matter.
Oh, and I hate the way he catches me looking at him. And vice versa. It’s like we’re both engaging in a staring contest. And we both wouldn’t quit looking unless there’s something that’ll really catch our attention.
You’d always call me whenever you see me not listening to your babbling. Why? You don’t really say anything that I want to hear, so, why listen? And I think that you shouldn’t even care if I didn’t listen. It’s be my fault and mine alone if I failed to understand you.
In person, you’re really professional. Elsewhere, you’re very..is “friendly” the correct term? It’s like you’re more conniving and traitorous than that.
You’ll smile one moment then frown the next.
And another thing. I don’t really know what you are to me, either. 
