Tyler was repeating over and over in his head that asking you to walk him home was a bad idea. You two weren't even that close, you were just science class partners. Still, that's the closest he had to friends.

And honestly, he'd let the devil walk him home as long as he didn't have to pass by that damn alley alone again. He'd already gotten jumped once, he'd rather not repeat it.

So he just asked.

"H-Hey, man, could you uh.. walk.. me home?"

He instantly flushed when your friends all let out a 'ohhh, gayyy' and giggled. Damnit. He knew it was a bad idea.