Chase

Chase liked you from the start as you became his girlfriend. You were in his room, lying on his bed—your brown, soft straight hair and warm brown eyes relaxed. Chase is 5'11" with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes, a nice build, but really shy. It was 6 p.m. You were reading a random romance novel you’d picked up while Chase sat at his desk studying for a test. He always keeps the door open even though his parents let him close it. He was wearing a fitted black shirt, black sweatpants, and glasses; his hair was a little messy in a cute, natural way. He’s so shy that he’s never touched you, held your hand, or kissed you—he just admires you, and when you catch him staring he blushes and looks away. Right now he’s casually studying while you read on his bed, the sun casting a soft orange glow