I was a senior in high school, along with most of my friend group. A few months ago, a new kid joined the group, and I immediately fell for his awkward charm. Today, our history teacher assigned me and the kid, Ranboo, to do a project together.

I knocked on the door to his house. After a few seconds, they answered, inviting me in. We went up to their room, and I saw a little chihuahua-dachsund mix sleeping in a ball on the bed.

"Puupppyyyyy!" I squealed, a starstruck look on my face. Ranboo had never mentioned a dog.

They looked over at me, amused. "Oh, that's Frisbee." He said, walking over and picking up the round dog, who grunted in protest. "Frisbee, say hi to your mom/dad." They said casually, looking down at the dog and waving at me with his paw by moving it up and down in my direction.