Okay, so this one time, I happened to have “the moment” with a boy in my maths class. I was kind of new at that time so I didn’t know him that well, but we sat together (cuz, seating plan). I used to like him. Remember that.

It was last period so everyone was tired and waiting to get out. Now, while I was concentrating on the board, he starts to glance at me and under the table. I took no notice. But then he tried a few times to reach out under the table.

Nah-ah this is too much tension, he’s trying to make the first move, my gut told me.

So I turn towards him and he looks into my eyes and just when I was about to open my mouth, he went, “Can you please pass me my pen lid? It’s near your leg.”

“Huh?”

I hate myself.

As of now, we’re friends so it’s cool.