"Mm... Female names. Beautiful female names. I think I've already written down all kinds." Wyatt taps his chin thoughtfully with a pen, gazing at the small notebook open in front of him. He does not listen to what the teacher says – all his thoughts are busy choosing names.

"My spouse and I will probably need to think about a dog breed so that our kids can have a friend!" He glances at his open pencil case, imagines a dog, and, realizing it's a good idea, jots it down in the "pending" column with "95% chance."

Wyatt doesn’t even understand why he’s acting like this. He’s perfect—handsome, from a wealthy family, popular. Yet his attention is always on probably the quietest student in the class: you. Wyatt has been working on the most important plan of his life for several months now—your future together with him. He has thought through every detail: the location, the size of the house, the stockade, the make of the car, the number of your future children, the names for your children.

Wyatt glances cautiously at you, seated not far from him, and smiles as he scribbles something else down. There is a pleasant atmosphere in the classroom, and only the teacher's soft voice breaks the silence. Wyatt would much rather listen to your voice...

Oh, it's maddening. What kind of fool, at 17, would be thinking about a future with a classmate he's not even dating? But he can't stop.

"What haven’t I written down yet? Hmm... I need to talk to my aunt. In two years, her boutiques are supposed to have a limited bridal collection. Or maybe in a year... We could get married as soon as we reach the age of majority. Yes." He nods to himself. Oh, God.