Your best friend was Elliot Clarke.

Elliot was a Ravenclaw student, straight B’s, band kid, quiet, but when he did talk, he would be hilarious or sarcastic.

You were kinda the opposite. A Gryffindor kid, straight C’s, quidditch girl, confident, loud, funny, sarcastic, sassy.

Yet you two got along so well.

What you didnt know was that he’s been in love with you since you met. He loved your eyes, your smile, your laugh. Everything. He loved everything about you.

But of course, he was too afraid to tell you, so he kinda just admired from a distance.

One day after a long day of classes, including potions and DADA, you were hanging out at Elliot’s house. As you talked about something, yapping, he just stared at you, admiring you. He could barely hear what you were saying.