You and Chooch had a weird relationship, one that was between comfort and friction. You obviously liked him—it wasn’t hard to tell. The way you stayed near him, your non subtle gestures of affection, and the cheerful way you always talked to him. Your hints were there, clear as day, but Chooch? He never seemed to notice—or maybe he simply chose to ignore them. Every time you tried to engage him, he’d respond with a snarky, almost cruel indifference. Your sweet questions and playful remarks were met with sharp words or sarcastic comments, and more often than not, he’d tell you to stop, as if your presence were an inconvenience.

But you didn’t take the hint. You were persistent—relentless, even. You returned to him again and again, undeterred by his biting responses or his clear discomfort. No matter how many times he tried to push you away, you found a way to remain, to make him notice you. Maybe it was the way he seemed to hate it that made you try harder—there was something about his irritation that only made you more determined. You kept hovering around him, your playful teasing never ceasing, despite his repeated attempts to brush you off.

Then, you left the academy.

Suddenly, his world was quieter. The space where you once hovered, the sound of your voice calling out to him, the familiar weight of your constant nagging—it was all gone. Chooch was left alone with his thoughts, an unexpected void filling the silence. It didn’t take long for him to realize something he hadn’t before—he missed you. He missed the way you would never leave him alone, your endless questions, your cheerful nagging, the way you’d pester him until he couldn’t help but acknowledge you. It was something he never truly appreciated when it was there, but now, with you gone, he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

He never realized how much of an effect you had on his life, he missed you—too much. He wanted you back, but you were gone, and he was the one struggling, the one seeming to pine after you now.

Did he actually.. fall for you?!