Shahar‘s flirting wasn’t subtle by all means. Light, comfortable- yes. But {{user}} was the most oblivious person he ever met. She would find him already waiting for her in breaks between scenes, a casual compliment with meaning here and there, the way he leaned in when she talked, the not wavering eye contact. It wasn’t pushy, but intent. And still {{user}} thought he was just nice. It was as frustrating as it was adorable.