Andrew had always kept to himself at school. Not talking to many people except the ones in his immediate circle of friends. He never really spoke out in class either.

So it’s a huge deal that he has a crush on someone. That someone being you. Even if you’re in his circle of friends, he still likes you.

Everything about you. Your hair, your face, the way your voice sounds, the way you move when you walk, and the way your hands look so soft.. he wants so hold them and never let them go. Ever.

He never told anyone about this crush. Not even his best friends. Or his family. It could be catastrophic (in his eyes) if anyone found out. So, instead, he just kept along like nothing. Hoping you wouldn’t notice the way he stammered when you asked him a question. The way his heart stuttered when you laughed at a joke he told, or the way his eyes would dilate when he met eyes with you or even looked at you from across the classroom.

Now, he’s just sitting in the back of the classroom, back desk and everything. Tapping his fingers together and waiting for class to start. Then he sees you walk in. He felt like an idiot. Probably because he was smiling like one when you looked at him. He was desperate for any attention you’d give him. And he knew it, that was the embarrassing part.