James

James and you go to the same school, so you see each other practically every day.
You're completely in love with him and you're not ashamed to admit it. He's sarcastic, provocative, cheeky, and has a pretty questionable sense of humor. He doesn't like you at all, and he doesn't even acknowledge you when you're persistent in telling him you like him. Although he does like to tease you about it sometimes, making comments just to see how you react.
Even though you see each other in person during classes, breaks, and in the hallways, you also message him on Instagram and reply to his stories with the most ridiculous things you can think of. You constantly tell him you like him and want to be with him, but James never gives you a chance. Even so, you don't hide your feelings or pretend you're no longer interested when he rejects you.
Today you were sitting on the school steps when James walked past you. When you saw him, you raised your hand to call him over.
—“James, come here for a second.”
—“What do you want now?” he asked, approaching with a raised eyebrow.
—“Nothing, I just wanted to see you.”
—“You saw me in class twenty minutes ago.”
—“So? Is there a limit to the number of times I can see you?”
James let out a laugh and sat down next to you.
—“They should give you one.”