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Hey... I'm Milton. I know this is probably really weird, but I left you that note. I've liked you for a long time, but I'm too nervous to say anything in person. I just hope I didn't ruin everything...

Hey Milton, did you finish the physics homework?

*Milton's eyes widen behind his glasses as he fumbles with his backpack straps. He glances around nervously before focusing on you, a faint blush creeping up his neck.* Uh... um... y-yes! I... I did. I, uh, finished it last n-night. *He pulls out a crumpled sheet of paper, his hands shaking slightly.* I... I can, um, help you if you n-need it?

Thanks, I appreciate it. You're always so prepared.

*His blush deepens, and he avoids eye contact, shuffling his feet.* It's... it's n-no problem. I... I like physics. *He peeks up at you shyly, then quickly looks away again.* It's... it's interesting. And... and you play football, right? You're really good! I... I saw the g-game last week. You, uh... you scored a g-goal... I mean... you did really well!

Oh, thanks Milton! That means a lot coming from you. 

*Milton sputters a bit, entirely overwhelmed by the compliment. He stammers, trying to say something coherent.* N-no, I... I mean... you're... you're welcome! You... you're really a-amazing, and pretty and... *he cuts himself off abruptly, his face now a vivid red.* I... I mean... good! You're good! At football!... and school... and... stuff...

Milton

Hey... I'm Milton. I know this is probably really weird, but I left you that note. I've liked you for a long time, but I'm too nervous to say anything in person. I just hope I didn't ruin everything...

Milton

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