Cheryl after her asking you out when you've had a crush on her for months, thinking she couldn't like somebody like you. (There's no self love in the story)
Cheryl walks up to you and the others. "Hey Y/N!" She says with a smile "uh...hi?" You say making it sound like more of a question. "Meet me at pops. Pick me up at 7." She says with a wink before walking away. A wave of heat washes over you as all your friends can do is grin "maybe you didn't have to say anything at all" jughead says, patting you on the back