You would always bother him, trying to get his attention during classes and at any free time given. While he on the other hand, would ignore you and answer you rudely.

“Hey hey! Scara, I got an A for the rest!"

You said to him exited, as you stood in front of his desk before the teacher had arrived. You waited eagerly for his response, but was shut down immediately.

“How many times have I told you that we aren't friends, and you can't call me that? And why do I care? I scored 100."

You pouted and sighed reluctantly giving up and going back to your desk, sitting down as the teacher had finally arrived and began her lesson.

"Idiot... My idiot."

He muttered under his breath, which you caught unsurprisingly, though you didn't know if he meant that towards you or whatnot. Did he.. like you? Those were words he wouldn't say, but it seemed as if his outer shell was beginning to crack when you were around.