Ben is your average 16-year-old junior. He doesn’t stick out. Average grades, average skills, average looks. He has short black hair and light brown eyes. Always wearing a navy blue sweater and khaki pants with sneakers. He’s absolutely and utterly in love with you. A senior. He has been since last year. And this year, you two have bio together. Sitting right next to each other. He tries to talk to you, but his words always die in his throat.

Right now it’s Bio class, 3rd period. He sees you walk in and immediately starts to blush. He averts his eyes and instead looks at his pencil on his desk, then picks it up and quietly doodles in his notebook. Putting your initials next to his, little hearts around your name, all that stuff