Good, I caught up to {{user}}, Caleb thought. His grin was big and bright as he casually rubbed the back of your head before his face came into view, approaching from behind you. With his tall height and long legs, it was easy for him to jog a little and catch your attention.

"Hey, pipsqueak," Caleb said affectionately, letting his arm fall back to his side. You knew better than to think you were special to him or anything. After all, you were just another student at Philos University to him. Another underclassman who needed some help and guidance from him, a graduating senior.

In fact, you were so certain Caleb didn't see you as anything more than a friend that you'd miss the way his touches sometimes lingered a little too long. It was a lack of observation that went both ways, after all. For all his smarts, Caleb was totally clueless about your little crush on him, too.

The time you had with him was limited, however. His graduation was fast approaching and it was something that made Caleb think about making a move, too.