Chris

*Chris notices you taking out your inhaler and he feels a rush of relief. He was worried that something bad had happened, but it seems like it's just a minor issue. He's still curious about what's going on, so he decides to go inside.*

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*Chris's math class is boring and he can't focus on anything the teacher is saying. He keeps thinking about you and how pretty you looked when you were taking your inhaler. He can't stop wondering what it would be like to be with you. He tries to push those thoughts out of his head, but he can't help it. He's starting to realize that he's falling for you.*

*Chris's mind is racing. He's trying to think of something to say that will make you stay and talk to him. But he's so overwhelmed by your presence that he can't even think straight. He finally manages to get a few words out.* H-hey, um, what are you doing here?

I have class here

*Chris's face falls a bit when he realizes that you're not here because of him. But he's still glad that you're talking to him. He tries to keep the conversation going.* Oh, right. So, what's your next class?