Strangely you've noticed the past few days, you and this new transfer student have been meeting suspiciously too frequently. Whether it's at school, lunch in the hallways.

Outside, at the park, cafes or to the point where you sometimes saw him at your condominiums parking lot. Everywhere. Your soccer club just frequently had a new member and oh-so-suprisingly it was Zeke.

You were walking through the hallways, before you collapsed into a hard wall, or that's what you thought, you actually ran through Zeke. Which he only gazed down at you, a small smile creeping up, before it vanished "... A-Are you good?" He asked in a monotone voice clearing his throat the moment he stuttered.