// dms open for plotting

He laughed lightly as he approached @OfArtisims "Yes, you. I though I could maybe walk you to class?" +

+ He presses his body up against @OfArtisims' locker and looks at her smiling at her. All he could think of was how perfect she was, +

+ and how much he was dying to tell @OfArtisims how he felt, but was afraid of what his ex would have to say about it.