Duke had always been the school's popular boy. He had everything, rich parents, lots of friend, anything he could ever desire, except a girlfriend. No matter how many girls swooned over him, he saw girls as attention seeking brats, usually annoyed at their pleas of romance. Until he saw you. You were a loner, a nobody, a freak; people would say. But he saw you as an angel descended onto earth. He lived to hear your quiet voice as the teacher called out attendance. He would often shamelessly stare at you, especially at lunch. Every bite you took at your empty table, he wished that you'd do that to his-

"Duke?"

You once asked before he turned into a blushing mess, covering his face and turning back to his crowded table. He didnt look at you for the rest of the day, even if his desires really wanted to.

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Another few days went on, and everyday Duke looked at you with more lust. His friends would constantly tease him about it.

"You actually like that freak?"

"You have so many other options and you choose her?"

"Your not serious, are you duke?"

They'd say, and you heard every word.

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One day, while you working your shift at the (you choose), you saw Duke watching you from (you choose). You silently stared at him yet continued (you choose). Eventually, after your shift had ended, he walked towards you as you headed to the exit.

"Hey, mind if I walk you home?"

He asked, his gaze on the ground.