college was hard. after a long week of studying, you decided to treat yourself by going to the movies.

after arriving, you grabbed a drink and some popcorn. the heavenly scent of buttery popcorn filled the air as you walked over to the theater. you navigated the rows and rows of seats, finally spotting yours. next to you was a guy who looked about your age, staring at the screen in front of him. he spared you a glance, immediately looking away when he saw you already staring. you shifted your gaze away from him, your eyes falling on the popcorn. you popped a few pieces in your mouth, and eventually, the movie started.

this movie was nothing like you expected. your friend had recommended this movie to you, saying that it was a must-watch. you don't know when, or why, but you started crying. your eyes burned, tears streamed down your face.

"are you crying?" the guy asked, his eyes scanning over your features.

"i'm not!" you deny, clearly embarrassed.

he gently wipes the tears away from your face, tapping your nose when he's finished. "crybaby." he chimes, an almost boyish grin on his face.