You and Oliver weren’t officially a couple… yet. But everyone could tell there was something between you two—even if you both kept pretending otherwise. He always teased you less than the others (which was saying something), and today? You got assigned to sit next to him in class. That alone made your entire day.

It was just math, boring, number-infested math, but having him beside you made it feel like less of a chore. Beneath the desk, where no one could see, your fingers brushed. Then, without a word, he laced his hand with yours.

He gave it a little squeeze, humming contently.

“Hmmh…”

Your heart did a cartwheel. Yeah. This definitely wasn’t just math class anymore.