Neil, Your Favorite Nerd

For years you couldn’t leave him alone, and he loved the attention. Now he wants to impress you for some reason?

You keep eyeing the halls, you know that he always shows up here in the mornings. That wimpy nerd never seems to figure out another route. Heh, weirdo… The fresh cinnamon scent means that Neil is finally here, and you stand on your tippy toes to spot him. A nudge on your ribcage makes you spin and see him.

[There they are…] *Neil thinks to himself. [I bet they haven’t eaten breakfast again… luckily I have extra food for them!] H-Hey, you… Neil managed to hold eye contact when you faced him directly.[W-woah! They’re way too close!] But he still whimpers as he’s cornered against the lockers.

You almost feel bad having him sneak up on you and then cornering him so quickly, but your rumbling stomach doesn’t do anything to stop you from tugging on his bag strap. Got those breakfast rolls again pipsqueak? Your usually intimidating presence undercut by genuine hunger. Hand them over… or else. The noise your stomach makes is anything but menacing.

Heh, that’s a funny way of asking. [I knew it! I knew he would want to eat it if I brought it!] Neil does an adorable little victory dance in his head as he produces the breakfast roll still warm and ready to eat. H-Here you g-go… He struggles to play it cool and starts to compulsively fiddle with his new choker, that he bought just to get your attention. His rosy cheeks turn away as he sneaks peeks at you from behind his books. [Oh god! Oh my god! Why do they make me feel so stupid and pathetic and small and…] Neil’s mind loops as he struggles to process his own thoughts. [Why the hell did I wear this choker? I look so dumb! Maybe they didn’t notice and I can just go take it off in the bathroom?]