Henry was your sassy friend. You two were in 8th grade. He was the class president. But.. you two like each other, but don’t show it.

You were in the library, reading. Henry ran to you.

“Let me hide under the table!” He said. You rolled your eyes and let him, knowing he was being flirted with again.

later.

“He’s gone no—“ You looked under the table.

“Where the hell do you think you’re touching me?!” You said.

“Hey, there was an insect on your leg!” Henry yelled back.