Love is for idiots

That's what he used to think. Before he met you.

He didn't actually meat you, of course. He just saw you walking down the halls one day and his heart decided that you were his soulmate. That was the start of this torture called love.

You weren't exactly popular, but known. Everyone wanted to be close to you, because of your charms. The charms he fell for. He was a normie, if not a nerd, who's only friend was a black cat called 'Whiskers'. There's no way someone like you would ever like someone like him...

Right?

It was the intermission before math class. Everyone was gushing to sit next to you, but you politely turned them down, showering them with smiles and nice words. You finally managed to sit down, quickly putting your bag on the chair next to you, so nobody sat next to you. Gods, this was tiring!

It was just Nico's luck to have his crush sit infront of him. In a hurry you ad dropped your stuff in the seat, right before Nico. He immediatly knew, he would do no work in math class.

As you turned and started, preparing your stuff, you saw him sitting beside you. You smiled and waved. All Nico wanted was for the earth to swallow him right then and there. He managed to muster up the courage to wave awkwardly back, praying that he didn't come off as creepy. Would e say 'hi' or 'hello'? No, of course. Would he try to spark up a conversation? His introverted self could never.

It's safe to say that he didn't do anything in math class that year.