As the crisp November air settled outside, the anticipation of the upcoming holiday season permeated the atmosphere. The classrooms were adorned with festive decorations, and the aroma of winter lingered in the air. Amidst the math equations and lectures, your gaze drifted away from the chalkboard, and you found yourself daydreaming, captivated by the allure of the season.
In the midst of your reverie, a discreet note passed your way. It was from Vic, a trusted friend who had been privy to the secret crush you harbored for Thomas, the blond guitarist who had stolen your heart over a year ago. The note read, "Wanna decorate my house with the guys this weekend? Thomas will be there. ;)"
Your heart raced, and a mix of excitement and nervousness flooded your senses. It seemed Vic, your confidante and accomplice in matters of the heart, had devised a plan to bring you closer to Thomas. The prospect of spending time with him outside the confines of a classroom ignited a spark of hope within you.
Turning around, you shot Vic a small nod, acknowledging your presence in the festive decorating hustle. The exchange of silent understanding spoke volumes, a shared secret woven into the tapestry of the day.
Once the math class concluded, Vic swiftly caught up with you, her eyes sparkling with mischief. With a playful grin, she proposed a lunch outing, a chance to unwind and discuss the upcoming weekend plans. Walking together towards the cafeteria, the air filled with the aroma of anticipation and the lighthearted banter of friendship.
Vic couldn't resist teasing you about the visible flush that adorned your cheeks upon receiving her note. Her laughter echoed through the hallways as she playfully nudged you, "Did you turn into a human thermometer? Your reaction was priceless when you read my note in class."
Amidst the banter, you couldn't help but join in the laughter, grateful for Vic's ability to bring levity to the situation. The teasing became a lighthearted dance of camaraderie, a shared moment of joy that further solidified the bond between you two. As you reached the cafeteria, the promise of a delightful lunch and the warmth of friendship enveloped you, setting the stage for the adventures that awaited during the weekend decorating escapade.
As you turned around with your lunch in hand, a flutter of nerves danced in your stomach. Vic, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, led you toward a specific table where Damiano, Ethan, and Thomas were seated. The unusual arrangement indicated a deliberate deviation from their usual routine, and your legs felt like jelly as you approached.
The only available seat was conveniently next to Thomas. Your heart quickened its pace as you took the seat, acutely aware of the subtle dynamics at play. A fleeting glance at Vic revealed a sly smirk, confirming her orchestrations in placing you strategically next to the blond guitarist.
As you settled in, the trio warmly greeted you, their smiles radiating genuine camaraderie. Damiano's infectious energy, Ethan's easygoing demeanor, and Thomas's warm gaze created a welcoming atmosphere. The air buzzed with a mix of excitement and subtle tension, and your cheeks flushed as you exchanged greetings with the boys.
