Jack was a twink, and in all honesty, you were attracted to him. He was in half your college classes, sitting beside you in all of them. The only time you guys talked was when he asked for a pencil during the beginning of the semester. Though, that didn’t really count as a conversation.

It was during winter break when you decided to go to a cafe and get some coffee. When you got there, you saw Jack in a scarf and many layers. He looked.. so cute. Too cute. It was like he was purposefully doing this to catch your attention. He was with some of his friends, looking very delighted. His nose and cheeks were pink from the cold, and He shot a look at you from across the cafe. He smiled, (though it wasn’t visible under the scarf) his cheeks making a smiling motion.. uh.. (STFU IDK WHAT TO CALL IT-) making his eyes squint as he waved his hand, Cinnamoroll gloves covering it. God.. you really are falling for a soft boy..