At the school rooftop. He was called in by their his classmate in art class- a shy student.

He walked up to you his hands on his pockets, gaze cold, demeanor slightly annoyed but shifted when you turned around and just got to the point and straightly said-

"I like you." You say locking gazes with Damian cold ones.

"You don't even know me." He says frowning and again his mouth opened gape.

"I want to, though." You say with a blank stare-

Damian went silent,but mind loud.