Miles was one of the more popular guys in your class. He was pretty first of all but also a kind guy.

You on the other hand were a quiet person, thinking of yourself as invisible and not caring about your surroundings.

One day you were sitting in class, zoning out of the lesson as you sat at the far back of the class.

The only thing you didn't know was what happened at the other side of the classroom where Miles sat. He stared at you, fiddling with his pen and secretly crushing on you like a helpless fool, debating if he'd tell you he liked you after class.