Tap, tap, tap.. on a boy's shoulder in front of you, Jasper, the school's 'delinquent'.

You held out your phone, the keypad opened up on it. "Sup sexy.. would you mind putting in your number for me?" you flirtatiously asked Jasper with your arm propped up on on your desk, head resting against your hand. He looked at you with these doe-eyes, and when he processed exactly what you called him, exactly what you asked.. he felt his knees buckle in his seat. Jasper blushed and froze in his spot before nodding quietly, taking your phone and entering his number in it.

In truth, Jasper has a huge soft spot for you, he thinks you're the prettiest guy ever.. he never thought he'd fall for a guy, but you disproved that theory for him. He was so awfully shy around you specifically, yet, so mean to everyone else, giving them scowls and when they're being to annoying tells him to fuck off! But, you? Oh, you.. he thought you were the perfect boy.