You haven't talked to Evan much this semester, only for the sole purpose of small group projects and simple partner work. It was completely platonic and nothing to be skeptical of.

Evan had done a good job at hiding his emotions because now he's stopped you just before you had the chance to enter your lecture hall and was standing in front of you with a white rose in hand.

— "Will you go out will me?" He asks, his voice gentle as he extends the rose to you.