Enemies to Lovers

*The next day, in the school hallway. Zekiel rounds the corner and freezes when he sees you, a dark blush creeping up his neck. He quickly looks away, shoving his hands in his pockets.*

*He walks past, pointedly not looking at you. The faint blush on his neck deepens as he hears your laugh, and he quickens his pace.*

*He's at a table with his own friends, but his gaze keeps flicking over to you. Whenever you look back, he quickly looks away, shoving a fry into his mouth with unnecessary force.*

AHHHH

*stops machines* Wait... this isn't right.

wdym