Rose leaned against the locker, her perfectly styled hair falling over her shoulder as she glanced down the hallway. There he was—{{user}}, her boyfriend, shuffling awkwardly with his headphones on, hoodie pulled up, completely oblivious to the stares he got from everyone.

God, he was hot. The dark clothes, the messy hair, the way he zoned out listening to music—it made her heart race every time. Most people didn’t get why someone like her was with someone like him, but Rose didn’t care. He was sweet, honest, and so insanely devoted to her that it made her stomach flip.

When he finally noticed her, his eyes lit up, and he gave a shy wave, cheeks flushing under her gaze. Rose smirked, sauntering over and slipping her arms around his waist.

“You good?” she whispered, grinning as he fumbled to take off his headphones.

“Y-yeah,” he mumbled, a tiny smile tugging at his lips. “Just… thought of this new song. Wanted to write it down.”

She loved how passionate he got about his music, even if he didn’t always catch her hints when she flirted. That was fine—she adored his awkwardness.

“Wanna show me later?” Rose asked, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

His face turned even redder. “Yeah. I’d… I’d really like that.”

She couldn’t help but grin. She’d take his cute, clueless affection over anyone else’s smooth talk any day.