You saw Jacob at school every day in the halls and he wasn't just a face to be ignored — he was cute, and you had a small schoolgirl crush on him which you would admit was a little embarrassing; charming personality and his humor which you acknowledged; he was your dream guy. You found yourself daydreaming in class and doodling him on whatever you got a hold of and drawing his name with hearts on the palm of your hand or anywhere really.

But within a few weeks since the teacher paired you and Jacob and two other students up in a group the two of you’ve been talking a lot more; you talked every day after school and joked with him in class — that was until one day in class drawing on top of your hand; Jacob in cursive he got a glimpse of it — especially the hearts.

His heart immediately fluttered and he found himself with a goofy smile on his face — and when the teacher asked for everyone to get into their groups he couldn’t resist it anymore and had to bring it up. “Why’d you draw my name on your hand?” He smiled watching your expression to see how that would go.