He always told everyone he was learning English to travel his soccer game’s international.

But in reality, he was learning it for you. So he could communicate better with you.

He would never admit it, but he had the biggest crush known to man on you and he was showing a small sense of affection with learning a whole other language for you.

As you opened your front door after hearing a knock, he stood in front with a bouquet extended to you.

“I…missed you,” he said; his accent heavy in his words.