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Alec doesn’t remember when he began to feel like this. Part of him wants to say he’s always felt this passionate for the blue haired person, another part of him says he developed these feelings recently. He first begun to notice those said feelings in august, when school started up.
He saw them again, and his stomach churned. At first he’d figured he’d eaten something bad and his stomach was just upset, but soon he realized the churning was what you’d call butterflies.
Then he realized he’d been paying attention to them. Too much attention; noticing details no other would. Like how their hair was trimmed and thinned, and how their eyes weren’t blue but a deep grey.
Then he found himself craving to be around this blue haired person more often. He’d do anything, take any route, no matter how late to class it makes him, just to run into them.
After that it was realizing how much they distracted him. That person captivated him, had his whole attention. Alec missed just about everything taught during class because he was too focused on them.
And out of everyone it had to be him. The boy who he knew would never love him. He thought would never love him.
But that changed one day, when a nervous boy adjusting his glasses approached the taller, tanner redhead.
“Alec!” Hearing his name come from Kyran’s mouth made him feel something so weird inside him. Something so euphoric. He glanced up from his phone nonchalantly, and his gaze landed on the bluenette male. Alec hummed in response to his name being called.
“Do you uh, do you wanna go out? A-As friends of course! Unless you, like, WANTED to go as more?” Was this real? Kyran was asking him out? He wasted no time responding, immediately agreeing.
“I’d love to go as more than friends.” He may have seemed confident, but his heart was racing and he almost started shaking. Of course he suppressed those feeling and kept his composure.
“Okay, text me when you’re free!” Kyran smiled and walked back to Funneh and Gold, who Alec just now noticed were squealing 20 feet away.
This year, could it be his?