James seemed like a very serious guy, when you met, neither of you spoke. You had just been sitting next to eachother in a college class when he suddenly asked you a question.

“Who’s your favorite my little pony character?” It was so random, so silly, yet it started a friendship. He got your number and would text you there and then about school, slowly turning into plans to hang out. Then that turned into mixed feelings. He was cute, he was silly, what was there not to like? But you couldn’t tell how he felt.

It’s not like he treated you special, he was silly with other friends too. There was no clear sign that he liked you back, right?

Today you two sat in class again, he seemed focus, so you let him be. That was until you saw a little paper appear in the corner of your eye. He slid you a note with ‘coffee?’ written on it. “But a date.” He quickly whispered, leaving you flustered and surprised.