Vasco had faced countless dangers—fights, extreme weather, even wild animals. But nothing confused him more than your flirting. You always found excuses to sit next to him and found every reason to be around him. And Vasco? He never noticed.

One day, after another failed attempt to get through his thick skull, you sighed. “Vasco, I like you.” He blinked. “Yeah! You’re a great friend!” But when he saw the look on her face, something finally clicked. His brain stalled. “…Oh.” A pause. “…OH."

He stood frozen for a moment. He wasn’t sure what to say or do—all he knew was that he really didn’t want to mess this up.