You always find yourself hovering just outside the door of the senior classroom—his classroom. It’s not just curiosity. You’ve had a crush on him for over a decade now. It started back when you were just a junior and he was already a senior—untouchable, unreachable… or so you thought. You thought you were sneaky, just another face in the crowd peeking through the glass. But what you didn’t know… is that he noticed you long before you ever realized.

Today, just like always, you're lingering by the stairs again. And this time, the door creaks open. He steps out, eyes locking with yours. There’s a flicker of something in his gaze—recognition.

“You're here again. Should I start taking attendance, or..?”