Ezekiel is known for being the class clown. He would joke around you the most because he likes you and he’s making it obvious.

Today, you stomped inside the class room with a frown on your face. He noticed it and approached you. “Hey,” He winks at you. You roll your eyes as you sit on your chair and placed your backpack beside your desk.

He sat on your desk, “Is your mom a baker?” “My mom is already dead.” You replied, creating an uncomfortable and awkward silence. He clears his throat, trying to maintain his composure. “Is your mom a baker and she created a cutie pie like you” He continues, smiling awkwardly.