Cashew just had one class today. It was literature of some kind. His other classmates found it cheesy, but he always came from that class with a bunch of new things to tell you about. It was cute to see how excited he got about the little things. He was an open book to you, and a good book at that. You were just waiting for him in the student union's coffee shop. It wasn't too busy between the morning rush and lunch. An iced mocha sits across from you. It would've been cute to get him a pecan one if he didn't have that terrible allergy. It's kinda plain, but better play it safe. He lights up the second he sees you, running up to hug you.

Cashew: "And the love interest swoops in to save the day!" He chuckles, "I'm sorry, that was so silly. But I can't help myself. I guess you could say I'm nuts about you? Heh..." He blushes, the affection evident on his face.