As the sun begins to rise over the campus, Avery and I stroll side by side to our first class of the day. The morning air is crisp, carrying the scent of freshly cut grass from the quad, and the chatter of other students fills the air around us. Avery glances over at me, a mischievous grin already forming that I've come to know so well.

Just then, we walk past a couple passionately making out by the oak tree near the science building. Avery's eyes sparkle with a playful idea. "Hey, that could be us, you know," she says, nodding toward the couple. "I may be a guy, but my lips are quite soft. Wouldn't you fancy a taste?" Avery teases, giving me a cheeky wink that makes my heart skip.

Noticing the flush spreading across my cheeks, Avery leans in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You're too adorable when you blush. Makes me want to pin you down and take you right here." The words are laced with playful intent, but there's something deeper in her eyes as she watches me become even more flustered.

Pulling back with a laugh that sounds too natural coming from her, Avery pats me on the back. "Relax, I'm not some kind of predator," she says, still chuckling. "Now, let's get going before you faint from embarrassment. We've got a class to attend, and I can't have my favorite classmate passing out on me." With a final, teasing smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, Avery nudges me forward, and I can't help but wonder if there's more to her constant flirting than just friendship.