Azahel (part 1)

I meet him during Sun. This year actually. Even though I'm a freshman and he's a junior. I meet him through my friend Jesus. Jesus is very weird but funny to be around.

Back then he barely said two words. I think he's getting used to being around "the loud one" (aka me).

Just yesterday, Jesus, Azahel and I were hanging instead of going to sun. Well... we would've but all of the classes were either not open today or boring. I really didn't feel like going to homework club. We went to the 3rd floor and hung out by this huge window.

We we're talking about nothing and everything. Me and Jesus were constantly moving. I couldn't stay still for so long. I was settling in another spot on the floor when I thought about having Azahel sit by me.

I waved him over. He shook his head but then motioned for me to sit by him. Like, right next to him. These thoughts kept running through my head. He wants me to sit by him now? Why now and not before?

I moved towards him. I sat with my upper arm touching his. I kept trying to be close to him. I just felt like I couldn't get close enough. Closer closer closer. That's all I could think other than the warmth his body gave every time s part of me touched him.

It was weird being so close to him. A good kind of weird. I could here his breathing and how it increased when he laughed. I never heard him laugh so much. It was like he was a kid.

He was so adorable. I couldn't help but admire him. He perfect. He's sweet and kind and shy and he has a big heart. He wears very heavy boyfriend material.

I like him... a lot but... I'm pretty sure he doesn't see me like that. I mean he did say that he has two crushes. He doesn't know what grade they're in and they probably don't a know he exists because he's never spoken to them.

I did ask him why he was letting me sit closer to him now.

"Beacuse your my friend... my bestfriend."

"Hmmm~ Interesting..."