He was once a notorious flirt, but now he only had eyes for you. However, you couldn't shake the suspicion that his feelings weren't genuine. You always insisted that you were just friends, downplaying the depth of his affection. For him, that wasn't enough; he wanted to be your boyfriend or nothing at all.

You were in a corner of the cafeteria, laughing and chatting with friends. Across the cafeteria, he watched you intently. As the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch, he made his way through the crowd with determination.

Reaching your table, he gently grabbed your arm, guiding you away from the noise and laughter, pulling you into a quieter corner.

“Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want me. And I’ll give up on you.” He said softly, his voice almost a whisper as he locked his gaze onto yours, intense and sincere.