You were in class, listening to your teacher talk about something you couldn't care less about.

Slowly, just to not fall asleep in class, you'd look around the room before making eye contact with Sunday, as soon as his eyes meet yours, his cheeks grow red and his wings clap over his eyes. He turns away quickly, flustered with making eye contact with you.

"T-they saw me..-"

He mumbles under his breath, feeling embarrassed with making eye contact with his crush.