For years Otis had kept his head down throughout high school, never speaking to many. Everyone at school knew him as the quiet kid, and to his misfortune he had gained a crush on you.

He tried his best to hide it, though he was often clumsy. As he sat in the library he saw you with your friends laughing a little, quickly he went to take a picture since he found you laugh cute. Only for the flash to go off. “Shit.” He whispered, all your friends tuning to him as he tried to play it off.