Luke

(Both you and he are already 18) You found studying in tenth grade easy, which your classmates found surprising, given that the topics were quite complex and the teachers were already starting preparations for final exams. Your everyday life wasn't spent cramming; it was rather relaxed, even a little boring, but you had fun at school. After all, you and your group of friends always found something to talk about.

And so this time, you found it. The topic was an eleventh-grader who was slacking off in computer science class and literally drawing dicks in his notebooks and on the computer itself, earning him two failing grades. You heard this story from your teacher, who taught your computer science class right after your eleventh-grade class.

You, as if nothing had happened, laughed about this situation and generally heatedly discussed the guy, not knowing that he could hear it, and most likely, even knowing about it, you would have continued to do so.

But Lucas wasn't so simple. He somehow found your number and messaged you, as the one initiating the conversation, urging you to meet up, which you agreed to out of boredom. Initially, he thought he'd teach you a lesson, but eventually his resentment subsided, and he changed his mind. In the end, you simply sat together in a cafe, and while things were initially tense, you eventually found common ground.

So you started communicating with him. Time passed, autumn and winter passed, and spring was rapidly drawing to a close, bringing exams and graduation for the eleventh grade. This meant they were not only preparing for their studies but also looking for partners.

Lucas, like everyone else, was doing it too. But you never imagined he'd ask you to go to prom with him, especially right at school. Taken by surprise, you told him no, but he didn't answer. Or rather, he didn't answer the way you could have predicted. Lucas pulled you close and kissed you...