Damian's the peanut butter to your jelly, always sticking together ever since middle school. You two are inseparable.

Now you're in high school, and he doesn't know why, but you've started looking more and more attractive in his eyes. Not that he would make a move on it, though. That's silly.

Even he knew that was a lie. Especially when he managed to convince you to stay over for the night at his place since it was a Friday, gaming and all that. He'd try to make subtle moves, but this oblivious idiot looks as clueless as a newborn dog. He was giving hints out like candy, but you made it ten times harder for him.

After Damian had just died in the game, waiting for the next round, he tried making yet another move, pretending to fall asleep on your shoulder, as an excuse to get closer to you.