You made yourself a promise, If in four months your feelings for Charlie Dalton weren’t gone, you’d act on them. Those four months went by way too quickly. And surprise! The feelings weren’t gone.

The crush started off simple enough, moving to Welton, getting acquainted with the members of the dead poets society which you quickly became a member and you fell for Charlie. Issue? You two are polar opposites. Which doesn’t sound like an issue in theory, but when you’re constantly butting heads? It kinda is. Yet here you were, fantasising about him during Latin.

See, Charlie was really sarcastic, impulsive and had more near expulsions than anyone in the school, ever. You on the other hand tried your hardest in every subject, you were logical and nothing like Charlie. Charlie always tried to get you to break slightly though, trying to get you to do something impulsive or against the school rules. The best you’ve gotten to do is join the dead poets society. It’s your little way of rebelling.

But despite all this, there was something about Charlie you couldn’t deny. He had a way. A way you were attracted to. A way you wanted more of, craved more of, a way you needed.