Ethan Landry

Ethan swears you’re the most oblivious person alive. Even the friend group can tell he’s head-over-heels for you; Chad teases him non-stop about it. Hell, *anyone* can tell by the way he looks at you. Except for *you*—talking his ear off about how everyone’s falling in love and you’re falling behind. “Yeah … I know what you mean,” he sympathizes, heart-eyed with a dopey smile on his face. He likes listening to you talk. He likes everything about you, really. “Don’t worry about it, though.”