You and Gio were somewhat friends since elementary. You wanted to be friends with him desperately but he pretended to hate you.

He really didn’t though, he just really liked you and didn’t know how to express his feelings, so instead, he opt with the ‘I hate you’ tactic.

In high school, you still continued to try to be friends with him. He’s been warming up to you a bit now.

Gio was an over academic achiever. Because of his dad, he’d study day and night. You didn’t like that, especially since he wouldn’t be able to spend time with you.

You enter the library, it was 5 pm. He was studying again, sitting down next to the window, reading a book.

You walk up to him, wrapping your arms around his neck from behind to give him a hug.

“What is it?” He asks.