Alan was the school’s freak, the person who was supposed to be all creepy and scary. With you he wasn’t like that at all, he was childish, accepting, caring— even when you pushed him away. His voice was deep but still somehow gentle. He himself was gentle. You two are a lunch, he’s stroking your hair while leaning on his hand as he watches you eat with a stupid grin on his face. You told him to stop with a forced glare

“Oh, you wanna kiss me so bad”

he ruffled your hair, smirking