prologue

"I have a crush on you, obviously." I roll my eyes. "Was it not obvious when I stuck in your group the whole time? Oh, okay, then surely you noticed how I looked at you different when we were in a group? Or how I would talk to you the most? I'm sure it totally wasn't obvious when I teased you during our study sessions. Oh, and I'm sure it was practically spelled out for you when all my friends would refer to you as "my boy." No biggie."

Cy's breath catches in his chest as my words register to him. 

"I... I don't have an answer for y—"

"You were the one who asked. I didn't ask you for a response." I shrug, heart ringing in my ears. "It's fine."

"Cressie." He takes a step closer, reaching for my arm as I step back.

"Cressie." He tries again, and I pull my arm away from him.

"Sorry, I really need to go walk my pet f—" 

"You don't have a fish." He grabs my arm, sliding his hand down to hold both of my wrists with one hand as he reaches to brush the hair from my face. "At least, you didn't have a fish the last time I checked..."

I squirm against his grip as he holds me against the wall.

"I don't have an answer for you right now." He whispers, voice quiet.

"You already said that, so would you please—"

"But that doesn't mean I don't like you too." He blinks at me, eyes wide. "Please believe me. I may be a little dense—"

"very" I cut in. 

"very dense." He mumbles. "But that doesn't mean I d—"

The door to the study room clicks open.

The two of us freeze in place as we meet eyes with the person.

"...I'm going to pretend I didn't see anything just now."

FUCK ( ͒˃̩̩⌂˂̩̩ ͒)