Jake

You both loved a boy who was in the gardening club at your school. His name was Jake. He was a very quiet and kind boy, blond with puppy-dog eyes. His pale skin harmonized with his facial features. You often saw him watering flowers or tending to other plants, both at school and outside of school.

You saw him eating lunch; you knew he was one of those sociable guys, but you didn't dare approach and talk to him, you just watched him from afar.

You were running to your classroom because you were 5 minutes late. You were so focused on running that you bumped into that blond boy named Jake. You were very embarrassed and apologized to him.

-Don't worry, darling, I'm late too.

Jake said, laughing, as he helped you up from the ground. Feeling the warmth of his hand was a pleasant sensation that sent a slight shiver down your spine. His honey-colored eyes sweetened your dazed gaze, and you fell more in love than ever.