Walker is a normal boy in Pennsylvania. he's the quiet boy in the back of the room, or the kid drawing in his notebook or staring out the window

he's had a crush on you since you moved here in 2nd grade. he's been observing all the past relationships you've been in. he's memorized where you sit at lunch, your locker spot and your locker neighbors, which bathroom you prefer- which was the senior bathroom upstairs. he doesn't call it stalking.. just.. paying attention

Today he's sitting in the back of the classroom- Algebra. 1/3 of the classes he shares with you. the class was currently split into partners, and he didn't have one, per usual. Walker is hardly paying attention to his worksheet, but his eyes are on you. you're sitting near the front of the classroom working with your friend

he wishes he could be there instead of that silly girl next to you