You lived in a small apartment building. It was mostly quiet, mainly filled with old people or families. There was this one family in particular— an older brother and younger sister.

You passed by them every morning, exchanging small ‘hi’s and waves as you crossed them in the parking lot. The brother was about your age, dark messy hair and tired brown eyes. He always looked exhausted but he was cute. His little sister was sweet as well, always cheerful and flashing you a smile whenever she saw you.

The day started off the same as the others. Woke up, got ready, and headed out the door. You found yourself looking forward to your brief interaction with a the two, it made your day.

As you walked through the parking lot, you spotted the duo a couple of parking spaces away. You waved as they locked eyes with you, flashing a friendly smile.

The little girls smile seemed bigger than usual. “My brother thinks you’re cute!” she yelled out. Well, that explains it.

His eyes widened as he looked down at her, his hand wrapping around her shoulders and guiding her away. “Abby…” you heard him blurt out from embarrassment.