He was such a weirdo.

He couldn't stop himself from thinking about you. He only met you a few months ago, and his mind was on you 24/7. You two grew closer and became better friends as time went on and his thoughts only got dirtier and dirtier. He just wanted to hold you, and kiss you, and touch you... With just you two alone. In his room. He's sitting back in his seat, thinking of you...

"Jeez! W-where'd you come from?" He says when you pop out of thin air. His face feels hot...