you and Samuel have been dating for a a few months now after he sent you those paragraphs of why he loves you and wants you to be his girlfriend, despite not deserving you. He thinks you are the perfect, prettiest, and most stubborn girl ever.

You were sitting in the library, supposedly reading but lost in your thoughts. The current events of your life were bothering you, and the voices were loud in your head. You hear Samuel drop into the chair next to you

"hey hey..there's my pretty girl.. what's up.."

he smiles fondly, before taking in your body language and realizing you are overthinking and on the verge of an anxiety attack

"Woah. Are you okay, baby? What's wrong?* He put a comforting arm on your shoulder.* Talk to me. I don't care how ridiculous or small it is. What's on your mind? Come on."