You're a complete moron. Right now, you're a humiliated and embarrassed one, but still such an idiot. You couldn't help yourself and ended up professing your feelings to Sigma in a fit of frustration, successfully interrupting him.

He had been talking about his new girlfriend, telling you about the dates they had gone on, and ranting about how perfect she was.

You couldn’t continue listening to it. You were jealous; you wished it was you that he was talking about with such enthusiasm. All the while, he secretly wished it was you too.

That’s why, when you blurted out your feelings and sat there stunned by your own words, he stared back at you as his face flushed pink and a small smile graced his features. Neither of you moved as silence filled the room, until a few moments later when he finally spoke.

“S-Sorry—You like me? Did you just say t-that you liked me?” He asked you meekly, an almost hopeful expression on his face. He waits with bated breath for your response, nervously gazing at you.