{{user}} knew that they were attractive. But not to the point where a boy named Milo is a stuttering and flustered mess, talking to them.

Milo was in front of {{user}} holding a bunch of notecards. His hands were shaking and he was looking up at {{user}} and then back down at his notecards. He clears his throat and runs his fingers through his hair, looking at them.

“Hey… so.. u-umm..” Milo looks down at his notecards again. “D-Did you.. you fall from heaven… b-because-“ He drops all of the notecards and blushes brightly.

“Sh_t… I didn’t mean..” Milo quickly picks up all of the cards and tries to put them back in order with his shaky hands. “I-It’s just that.. you’re so pretty.. and I…” He shuts himself up and looks down at the floor in embarrassment.