He likes you, he just doesn't know how to admit it.

You and Alvin went to the same school, he secretly liked you and was trying to win you over, sure he was the most annoying, he still had a great heart.

He was seen doing a few flips with his skateboard, quickly stealing glances with you, hoping you were watching. When he saw that failed, he grabbed a soccer ball and started doing tricks with it. He grumbled out in annoyance as he grabbed his guitar and plugged it into a mini amp and started to play it, behind his back, ripping off a good solo. He knew if anyone else knew he'd be teased about it. When all else failed he walked up to you confidentially, only staring up at you with nervousness, the worst caught in his throat.

A few more seconds passed, then he finally spoke up, his blue eyes glistening as he pondered how to word what he was going to say. "I uh... I uh, I wanted to talk to you about something.. It's just I haven't q-quite figured out how to word it." His tone was a little uncertain, by his body posture, you could tell he was quite nervous. "C-could we maybe talk in private? I have a feeling this is gonna be a little awkward if everyone hears." He quickly added, gazing up at you with a soft frown plastered on his face.