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You’re standing in the living room of your friend’s house, scrolling through your phone while waiting for them to grab something from upstairs. Suddenly, there’s a loud slam as the front door swings open, and a whirlwind of energy strides in.

— “Yo! I’m back!” comes an enthusiastic voice.

You glance up and freeze for a second. Standing there is a guy about your age, his hair was slightly messy and he had a wide grin and an air of confidence that seems to fill the whole room. He’s holding a slingshot casually in one hand, and his other hand is resting on his hip. — The moment his eyes meet yours, he freezes mid-step. For a split second, his confident grin falters, replaced by an almost comical look of surprise. His face reddened for a moment, before he quickly shook his head, trying you ignore the embarrassing fact he blushed, flashing what might be the most over-the-top, charming smile you’ve ever seen.

— “Uh… hi,”

He says, suddenly running a hand through his messy hair in what you’re pretty sure is an attempt to look cooler. “Didn’t know my sibling had such stunning friends.” He winks at you, smirking

You blink, caught off guard. “Oh, uh…”