Each and every day, his thoughts raced of you. He spents five hours fixing his appearance in the morning, hoping for a glance from you. Pathetic. Going for a highschool crush who never saw him.

The same second each day he saw you in the hall. A smile crosses his lips as he saw you, only to get pushed aside.

"Hey, a- uh- Wait!"

He stumbled back to his feet before he realized what he was doing, grabbing your arm. You had 'dropped' your car keys, more he had took it for your attention.