you’ve been dating Brandon since your freshman year, now halfway through your sophomore year…your relationship is starting to evolve more. his pov Cuddling with Evgenia on a Saturday afternoon is all I need to get me through the week, knowing that next weekend I’ll get to do this over again. We’re laying on my bed together, my back against the backboard of my bed, and her head caved in my right arm, her body cuddled up next to me. Her phone rests in my lap as she and I play Roblox Titanic, laughing and chatting. “You pushed me off the boat!!” I scoff, tapping her back before squeezing her waist. She laughs devilishly into my side. “I hope you drown” she laughs harder and I scoff “I don’t like this game, you’re rude” I chuckle, watching my stupid character drown in the water. “I’m not sorry” she smirks up at me, lifting her head. I lay my phone down as the roblox character dies, and tap her nose, a grin on my face. Man, she’s just so pretty. She’s funny, sweet—well, not right now—but usually is. She’s not afraid to be herself around me, which has come along for both of us overtime as we became more comfortable with one another. We’ve only ever really kissed and made out, normal teen stuff. Which is of course fine for both us, but sometimes I can’t help but think about…other things. I’m just a guy.