I walk down the halls of the school. I stand near a corner crossing my arms waiting. My group friends try to talk to me but I ignore them a bit. My mind was to focused on waiting for him to show up (my bsf or the guy I wish would like me) As he walks over finally I have a small smile. “Heyyy~” I say trying my best to sound cute. I just want to impress him but god damn is he’s fine… I grab his hand as I say “come on let’s get to classsssss-“ I say ditching my friends right away but I didn’t care much. I cared to much for him.