It was just a normal Monday in school... or hell in other words. There were rumors of Jason Black returning to school. When we were in 6th grade, he would always make fun of me and be an asshole, so naturally, I was NOT excited about seeing him again after we had both moved to separate schools. People said he had changed and that he was a smarter and better person but I still had those memories of him being an inconsiderate fuck.
I then went to 3rd-period social studies to find a somewhat unpleasant surprise... Jason Black. Except that I didn't feel hate or anger, I felt something else. I hadn't known how much he had changed, he was more handsome, I had never known that I would EVER be attracted to someone like him, but what can you do? Cupid's a bitch!
I sat on the seat I normally sit in, I was hoping that he would be seated far far away from me so that we wouldn't have any type of interaction, but unfortunately, the stupid teacher decides to seat him next to me!
The conversation was pretty awkward. He starts by saying "Hey! I know you! You're Miguel right?" The way he said my name made me melt instantly. Most people would say my name in the English version, but he said it in the Spanish version. Isn't it weird how someone can say your name and make you fall in love? Anyways, I respond with an awkward "Uh yeah... Jason right?" Of course I knew who he was but I didn't want him to know that. He then has a conversation with one of his friends, I was relieved but also somewhat yearning for more of his attention.
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Deeper than Black
RomanceThis is the story of one of my crushes that didn't know I had a crush on him. Some of the scenarios are somewhat exaggerated or tweaked in some way because if I were to just straight up tell the story, it'd be boring as fuck- DISCLAIMER: there will...