The Whispers of my heart

had a

misinterpret kindne

in her head for three days straight like it was a love confession in

self not to

y, sh

ow, soft smile of his - and said, "Yo

he world felt a

ne else saw

ting at her over lunch. "Because I sw

t out," Sophia l

. That's why you've been star

aven

o walk by with a plate of snacks

this

pau

or a s

d today," he said,

!" she s

e he wasn't sure whe

rugged and

ath she hadn't reali

ed. "You'r

muttered, poking

k at him like he

do

down beside them. "Why are you staring at

oked on h

walking past with a s

e asked,

"I think Soph ha

e f

s ch

un bl

very nearly di

she shouted,

the table tu

blinked

I meant to say... I don't even like pineapple!

like she'd just spoke

hed. "Wow.

throw herself int

ment of the century, she sat alone on

ho showed up but

beside her lik

pizza?" he a

d. "Don't

led. "Yo

fine. No crushes anywhere.

strange look

was si

if you ever want to talk

art sk

ated, voice barel

ed. "Like... feel

ly choke

s all the time. Like hunger. And

row. "You're real

s weird,"

d leaned back against the railin

, trying to cont

use

ad too much int

that he was starting t

for

as e

how much those little

ght she was jus

mall smile, every pause, every time he loo

day, he'd realize she wasn't ju

through her embarrassing outb

ever figured

st...