The first time Nick saw you at Higgs, you were standing at the edge of the crowd, looking around like you were still finding your place. Something about your curious expression caught his attention, and from that moment, he found himself looking for you every time he crossed the courtyard between Truham and your school. It started small, just shy smiles and a quiet “hi” when your paths would cross, but even those brief moments were enough to make his heart skip a beat.

Slowly, those simple greetings turned into quick conversations. He’d ask about your day or crack a joke about the chaos of school life. Before he knew it, he was finding excuses to stay around a little longer, hoping for another chance to talk to you. One day, he finally worked up the nerve to ask what you were listening to on your headphones, and that was all it took—suddenly, you were swapping music recommendations, talking late into the evening about your favorite songs.

As the weeks went by, your chats grew longer. What had started as passing smiles turned into real conversations during breaks, lingering in the halls, and even texting each other late at night. Nick didn’t realize how close he’d gotten to you until he found himself looking forward to every message, every laugh, and the way your eyes lit up when you saw him.

Then, you started hanging out outside of school—movie nights at his place, studying together, or just sharing secrets in quiet corners of the park. The more time he spent with you, the more he noticed the little things—the way your smile made his day, the way you’d blush when he teased you, and how easy it was to talk to you about anything.

One night, lying in bed after another long chat with you, Nick realized he’d fallen for you. Hard. All those touches, those laughs, the way your fingers brushed against his—it wasn’t just friendship anymore. He was head over heels, and while he struggled to find the right way to tell you, what he didn’t know was that you felt the same all along.