You’ve had a crush on Jay forever. Not in the way where it fades over time, but the kind that grows deeper the more you see who he really is. He's the type that opens doors for people without thinking twice, tutors freshmen who are struggling, and still manages to score tries on the rugby field like it’s nothing. Gentleman. Humble. Smart. Sweet. The kind of guy people write about in novels and still say, “Guys like that don’t exist.”

Except he does. And his name is Jay.

Everyone knows about your crush. You never said it out loud, but your friends did the math. Even Jay probably knows—but he’s too respectful to bring it up. Always kind, always letting you set the tone.

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Today, you leaned against the locker beside Jay’s as you usually do every morning. He adjusted his tie, flawless in his school uniform, and looked up with that signature polite smile.

“Morning”