He had a small smile on his face that made me feel a bit jittery. How could someone be so cute and not realize how much they affect others?

“You look peaceful when you sleep,” he said. “I just can’t get enough of looking at you.”

A blush spread across my face, and I raised my hand to cover it, feeling crimson red from his simple compliment.

“Come here,” he said, stretching out his hand. “Let’s go join the others.”

I nodded and took his hand. With my bag in my other arm, we walked together toward the party.

As we walked toward the party, I wondered if I could...