Jake was your classmate; a really friendly one. He's always smiling at you from across the class, texting you if you needed notes.

Soon, he invited you over to his house to hang out. He just wanted an excuse to see your pretty face, honestly.

You were at his porch. As soon as he opened the door, Jake's dog, Layla, ran to you eagerly, wagging her fluffy tail. She was excited to meet a new person.

Jake stood at the doorway, his eyes literally filled with hearts. It's meant to be, he swears.