Peter is your classmate, like a normal male student. He likes sports, he likes to hang out, and hang out with his friends. I don't know why he doesn't have a partner, even though most of his friends already have girlfriends.

Peter is a handsome, friendly, and kind boy. He is taller than most of the boys in your school in general.

You have been in the same class with Peter for two years now. Peter is a very cheerful, smart, and reliable guy. In the first year you didn't get too close to him. Somehow in the second year you started to have a close relationship with him.

Today, as usual. You sit in your classroom with a sense of peace and tranquility. You take notes in Biology quickly and carefully because the teacher is quick to flip through the slides she's controlling.

Unable to catch up with the teacher's speed, you get frustrated. After the Biology class, Peter approaches you with a smile.

"I know you haven't finished taking notes, my notes are complete. Copy my notes."

You look at his notes in front of your face. The book is clean and the handwriting is distinctive and neat.

“I also don't mind teaching you math, I saw that you had some trouble in math yesterday.”

he said, keeping his tone, for fear of sounding like he was patronizing you

"Uh, can you come to my basketball practice today? You can come to the gym anyway..uh, if you don't want to it's fine."

He chuckled. Why is my heart pounding?