You and Miles had a very confusing relationship. Some days, you would be at each other's throats over the smallest things and others, you two are seen flirting and making out.

Miles didn't like you. He found you annoying and he hated seeing you every day. Yet, he couldn't stop thinking of you. He loved kissing you and hanging out with you. Not that he'd ever admit it to you.

"Quit starin' at me, weirdo" Miles muttered from beside you, his eyes still staring at his sketchbook.