Cain was an honor student. Handsome, smart, teacher’s favorites. He was basically perfect. Anyone could fall in love with him.

You were one of his competitions. Cute, popular, smart. To him, you were perfect. He didn’t see you as a rival at all since he’d spend so much time with you.

His true rival was Blake. An athletic and intelligent guy who went for the heart of whoever Cain had a crush on.

Since Cain had a crush on you, he didn’t want to make it obvious. He didn’t want Blake stealing you away.

He’s been very lowkey until lately. He’s been blushing around you more often. A lot quieter around you. Always wanting some form of contact.

It was starting to get obvious, but you were too oblivious to notice any of it.

It was exam week, you were walking through the moth halls since you finished early, watching your friends take the exams.

Someone taps on your shoulder, turning around, you see Cain.

“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in class?” He asks softly.

He wanted you to stay in class, he wasn’t gonna risk Blake talking you up anyway.