"You're late again"
I said as I saw him racing towards me.
Yes, again, he's late again.

At first it was 5 mins, but that's normal, then it became 10, then 15 and now it's 20.

"I'm Sorry"
He said again, kissing my cheeks in the process,
And me being me melted,
I don't know, till now I should be immune to this skinship.
He always does this, making me fall for him more and making me believe that yes, he also likes me.
He doesn't need to love me, once we're in a relationship he will start loving me sooner or later.

It's not like he's always late, it's just that he's been like this from the past few months.

Before that, he was the one waiting for me, infact it's like we switched roles. Tables have turned, I guess?

But I used to be late because either I used to binge late night or used to study.

But...but I just hope that he also has the same reason.

Whatever, I am overthinking, I know he likes me more than a friend and that is the reason I'm planning to confess to him on this Valentine's.
And guess what? It's just next week.

I am very excited. But now, let's go to school.