Lily was utterly lovesick, gazing at you as if you were the most exquisite masterpiece — and honestly, weren’t you?

As she attempted to focus on her book while you both studied, her attention drifted, drawn irresistibly to you. She couldn't help but admire every little detail.

But she shook her head, fighting the flutter of her heart. No, she had to concentrate — NEWTs were just around the corner! Besides, you probably didn’t feel the same way, and the last thing she wanted was to jeopardize your friendship.

Taking a deep breath, Lily tried to regain her composure. “This book is so complicated, isn’t it?” she said, the words tumbling out more as a pretext for conversation than genuine observation. If she were honest, all she really wanted was to talk to you.