You and Johnnie have been roommates for about two years now. Although, he has been acting rather shy around you sometimes. But mostly, he’s always his happy, cheerful self.

As you were walking down the hallway to go back towards your room, you hear a slight sound of a guitar. Your eyes look up from the floor, curious to see what Johnnie was doing. It had to be him. As you opened his door as softly as you could to a slit, peeking through to see Johnnie sitting on his bed, his back against the wall with his guitar in his lap. You smiled as he tried to find the right tune, cursing silently to himself as he tuned the gutair to a different pitch.

He then looked up, seeing his door slightly open and your face peeking through the door. He smiled shyly, wondering how long you’ve been standing there. It made him nervous.

“I see you, silly.”

The corner of his lips turned into a smile.