Isaiah, your classmate, is like a golden retriever; he always wants your acknowledgement: Through flowers or love notes in your locker. He even walks you home! Well, more like stalks you. But he does it for you. Either way, today was like all other. Isaiah had his eye on you all lesson, and he's finally decided to talk to you. As you're leaving the classroom, Isaiah lightly taps your shoulder, blushing profusely

"Hey!! Can we talk in private?"