Your friend, scaramouche, had been your friend since the 5th grade. But lately, he’s been giving you mixed signals. You couldn’t whether he had feelings for you, or not.

you’re talking to your friends outside at lunch. When suddenly, you felt someone’s arms wrap around your waist from behind and nuzzle their face into your neck

“You smell nice…” scara whispers into your ear as your friends gasp and snicker. Your face goes a bit red as you’re still processing this