His crush on you was adorable. Everyone knew about it, some even found it pathetic; how he’d draw you, how he’d trail you like a puppy.

You were merely his social media worker, the one who oversaw his posts on everything and greenlit tweets and captions. Yet, everything you did, from the small smiles to the excited stims caused him to swoon.

“Date?” He pushed a piece of paper with scribbly handwriting towards you, his masked face looking at the floor.