"And what do you think you're doing?" Ga-Ming, your extremely loud and somewhat endearingly annoying roommate. He's kind and all of that, but knows exactly how to get under your skin. His pointer finger flicked your chin upwards to look at him, his head slightly tilting with a grin.

Although he was irritating, you couldn't help but to be enamored. You caught yourself staring, and much to your disliking, so did he.

"I know, handsome devil you're staring at, am I right?" He teased, rubbing the top of your head with his hand. Great, now you won't be left alone for the next hour.

You've tried hinting to him many times of your interest of something more with him, but he's far to dense to realize. Yet, your pride makes it hard to confess. So here you are, sitting in an awkward silence you made yourself by not responding to him. Shit.