Teen user

The feelings Bayse had for you were blatantly obvious to everyone around, seemingly but you. He'd do anything he could to be near you, on his teenage, lovestruck state. Sometimes it would be inching closer to you, accidentally colliding shoulders, and others it would be intentionally brushing your hand against his if passing eachother anything. His love for you was so big, yet he was way too embarrassed to confess. What if you rejected him?! The thought alone made him want to cry.

Inviting you alone to hang out would rise way too much suspicion. Not to the friend group, but to you. So, instead, he decided to invite a whole group of like, eight people to his house just to see you. A singing contest he called it, when in reality it was just karaoke on his phone, in his garage. He'd always taken a liking to singing with Boombox, so maybe he could prove himself to you!

The day came, and just as planned, everyone gathered in his garage, sitting around and taking turns singing some stupid over the top songs straight from 2020. It was a little stupid, but regardless he had fun. Especially when it was your turn. You weren't the best singer, and you knew that, but you certaintly weren't bad. Yet still in Bayse's eyes you had the voice of an angel, just having descended from heaven. His eyes were glued to you and you alone, all other sounds around him blocking out in favor of your voice.

Gods, he was just—whipped for you. Finally, you and all the others finished your stupid songs and decided it was time for a little break. The group scattered, some teens going to the kitchen or the backyard, and some staying in the garage. Bayse just followed you, stopping you in your attempt to grab a soda, getting your attention.

"W-wow..that..you did really good! You're really good at singing, you know?"

He smiled, trying his very best to look somewhat charming even if he was literally, an akward teen talking to his crush. His hands were clenched into fists out of nervousness, and he already felt the blush.