Laine, the shy albino football player in all your classes that you’ve been longing for, for years. He liked you. You liked him. Everyone knew this, everyone wanted you together but you never talked.

One day you were at lunch, minding your business when you saw Laine leave his friends and walk over to you nervously.

He sat in front of you and played with his fingers on his lap.

“Hi.” He spoke quietly.