neil perry could act smooth all he wanted.

perhaps he really was, given his authentic, laid-back personality around his friends and golden boy facade around his parents.

yet, even the most charming academic achievers such as himself had a weakness — mainly due to the fact he had been in an all-boys’ academy his whole life — and that meant that he was prone to slipping up.

which he often did around said weakness — you.

the second neil had laid eyes on you at the park, he knew he was screwed.

and whenever you were around, the suave, intelligent young man turned into a blubbering fool of a boy.

it was endearing, in a way, knowing that he didn’t need to put on an act in front of you.

in fact, it was rather attractive.