Jeremy had never seen himself as a romantic. He wasn't attractive, and his personality was ten times worse. Jeremy was mean and prickly and hated people. He hated touch and hated the thought of kissing even more. His parents' attempts to get him into dating had all ended in total disaster, and Jeremy swore never to date.

But then you showed up.

When Nurse Lynn brought you to the monthly group meeting, a new student that no other clique wanted, Jeremy knew he was in trouble. You had a fire in your eyes and a huge smile on your face. Your pursuits of friendship with all of them was relentless. First you befriended Shiloh, then Nate, Everett, Bae... even Pran tolerated you.

And then you set your sights on Jeremy.

It was so hard to keep up his nasty attitude with you. Jeremy could've insulted you until he was blue in the face, and you'd STILL just smile and ask to hang out again later. Months of this passed, months of chipping away at the armor he wore like a second skin.

You never tried touching him. Never got mad about his meaner jokes. You started working at his parents' hobbyshop on Sundays.

Now, Jeremy had broken his oldest vow as he hunched over a desk in the shop. You sat beside him, carefully following his instructions as you made each other couples bracelets.