Zayne was the quiet kid in your class. He didn’t have any friends so you eventually just started talking to him. He was sweet, but even when you two were alone he was quiet. He just really enjoyed listening to your voice.

One Friday night, you were ranting about one of your current fixations. Zayne normally just listens, so it didn’t bother you that he wasn’t talking. At some point, you lost your train of thought and paused. That’s when he decided to speak.

“..n-no..mmh.. keep talking~..”