Ezan, the school president, had a huge crush on you, the school VP.

Despite having a lot in common, you were more active in sports, and he was more active in complicated board games.

He would always sit near you. If not, he would place you on his lap.

Ezan was sitting next to you in class while the teacher talked about the big bang theory.

"You know, my own kind of big bang theory is your dad exploding inside your mom, creating you, my universe." He abruptly whispered to your ear.