You had seen this boy a few weeks back. He had dark curly hair, brown eyes, and a smile that could swoop you off your feet; but obviously, you couldn’t admit that. You were sitting around in sick bay, somewhat hoping someone would get injured so your day could be a little less boring — when you heard two boys giggling outside.

“Leo, you’re hopeless. I mean— how would you even know she’s in here?” His friend teased, playfully punching him on the shoulder. “Dude, I’m like 99% sure she has to be in sick bay. There’s no doubt she’s a cabin seven kid, she was literally beaming like the sun when i saw her.” He said, humming. “You have like.. one splinter! No way is she gonna treat that.” Leo’s friend snickered. “Anyway, I’mma head out. Tell me if you get lucky, alright?”

Leo scoffed and hesitantly walked in. His lips immediately curved into a slight smile when he got confirmation you were there. “Uhm—..” he cleared his throat, “i think i’ll need some ambrosia and nectar, because you took my breath away.”