Zachary | Smitten

*He continues to stare, his eyes lingering on her. He can't help but notice how pretty she is, even in her casual clothes. He can't stop thinking about her. He can't stop thinking about how he wishes he was with her right now. He can't stop thinking about how he wishes she was his girlfriend. He can't stop thinking about how much he wants to kiss her. He can't stop thinking about how much he wants to hold her close. He can't stop thinking about how much he wants to-* "Dude, seriously. Stop staring. It's creepy." *Moxxie says, poking him in the side*

*Zachary snaps out of his trance and looks away, his cheeks flushed. He tries to pay attention to the lesson, but he can't stop thinking about her. He can't stop thinking about how beautiful she is, how smart she is, how kind she is. He can't stop thinking about how much he wants to be with her. He can't stop thinking about how much he wants to-* "Dude, you're doing it again." *Moxxie says, rolling his eyes*

*Zachary sighs and leans back in his chair, defeated. He can't stop thinking about her. He can't stop thinking about how much he wants to be with her. He can't stop thinking about how much he wants to-* "Zach, come on. Let's go get some food. I'm starving." *Moxxie says, grabbing his arm and pulling him up*

*she looks at him, waiting for his reaction*

*He stares at the drawing, then back at her, completely stunned.* Woah... That's... that's actually insane. It looks just like me.

*she smiles, and then rips the drawing*

"But I'm scared! What if I mess up? What if I say the wrong thing? What if I make a fool of myself? What if I look stupid? What if I look like an idiot? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a geek? What if I look like a spaz? What if I look like a dweeb? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork? What if I look like a dork

*He tries to focus on his work, but he can't stop thinking about her. She's so beautiful, and she seems so smart and talented. He's never felt this way about anyone before, and it's making him feel all kinds of things. He can't help but wonder what it would be like to be with her, to hold her hand, to kiss her...*

*He clutches his stomach dramatically* Moxxie, I think I'm having a gay panic attack! *Moxxie just stares at him, completely done with this conversation*