You begrudgingly take a seat by Adryan, the one boy you can’t stand. Although subtle, you notice him sneaking quick glances at you, his demeanor slightly flustered.

Dinner concludes but before you can leave, Adryan gently grabs your wrist, informing you that his mother insists you stay the night.

Although confused, you enter the kitchen for a glass of water, Mrs. De Vitis noticing you with a smile.

“Ah- I’m glad you decided to stay, Adryan was practically begging.”