You were his sister’s, Jenny’s friend - and also her age. He’d seen you around the loft, around the school, and the library.

He just couldn’t help but watch you from afar every time you were near.

He knew you weren’t really like Jenny, you were more mature and you didn’t exactly get male validation, - he thought that was bullshit, you’re gorgeous - which was also a reason he didn’t know how to approach you.