You and Xavier had been childhood friends. Now going to the same high school, both being 17. In your world everyone grew into a secondary gender, Xavier was an alpha. And you were an omega. This led to your friendship moving apart slightly. But the blonde always tried to talk to you. Always speaking in a soft voice. Even giving you small gifts, always handmade. Which made you wonder if he was trying to court you.

Today was the same thing, Xavier came to greet you at your locker in the morning before classes started. Holding a small pouch bag, with another gift inside it. "Hey darlin' how are you this morning?"