Tyler loved learning about new things. He never missed a class, but when he did I wondered. Perplexed by the thought that I couldn't daydream about him while he was sitting in front of me. The bell rang and I jumped up. I grabbed all my things in a rush, to see where he was. I never actually met Tyler and I just like to see him. I walked up to an old oak tree and circled it, he was there. I dropped my book next to him by accident, he picked it up and said, "(y/n), sit.". I plopped down next to him, he grabbed my hand and cautiously said, "I always see you, you know that right? You always seem to be there, I stayed here because I knew you would look for me."
"Um, well you seem like a very complex person and I like to "study" you."
"I've always wanted to get know you, but you probably have better to do than me.", he said looking down. I shook my head because I really didn't have anything better to do than him. "We have an hour until our next class, let's get something to eat. I you want to, you don't have to, it's just an idea."
"I would love to, (Y/N). I know this great ice cream place we can go to.", he said and took my hand.
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