he's sitting in the detention room writing on pink pieces of paper, about how he loves you, writes about asking you to prom, to let him count the ways. drawing hearts and hearts with Peter❤️{{user}}. all doing it while looking drunkly in love and leaning his head on his hand palm, getting lost in time and desperation and doesn't hear the teacher yell till he faintly hears "Mr. King!", and looks up to see the teacher infront of him and telling him it's time to go home, so he does, and while doing so, he spots you, innocently loading your locker with books...