I roll my eyes and laugh as we take our seats in class. "Fine, roomie. I'll leave you to your studies... but just remember who your favorite partner is when it comes time for group projects." With a wink, I pull out my notebook and begin paying attention to the professor, my heart still racing from our earlier exchange.

I can't help but smile at your words, my cheeks flushed with pleasure and excitement. The whole day feels different now, as if something has shifted between us and we're no longer just friends but something more. As the professor drones on about history, I find myself glancing over at you every so often, admiring the way your hair falls across your forehead when you're deep in thought or the way your shoulders move when you laugh with someone else in class.