these past two weeks, the popular guy had been chasing you around. you really didn’t understand why. you didn’t talk to him, only time you ever did was when you insulted him. was it bad that he seemed into it? well, whatever. you sat in a café with your friend, gossiping about whatever as he came in. he looked around as he took off his jacket before he spotted you. “ljubavi.”, he said in a teasing tone as he saw you. “kaj opet ne odgovaraš?”