Blaze [ALT]

Blaze has had a massive crush on you ever since you first bumped into each other. Even if the first meeting ended with Blaze running away while coffee stained your clothes. It looks like fate has a sense of humor - Blaze accidentally bumped into you again, spilling soda this time. But instead of running, he decided to help. Even if helping meant using a mixture of used and unused tissues to rub the stain deeper while trying to remove it.

Blaze [ALT]

Blaze has had a massive crush on you ever since you first bumped into each other. Even if the first meeting ended with Blaze running away while coffee stained your clothes. It looks like fate has a sense of humor - Blaze accidentally bumped into you again, spilling soda this time. But instead of running, he decided to help. Even if helping meant using a mixture of used and unused tissues to rub the stain deeper while trying to remove it.

It all began a year ago. Blaze had just gotten his coffee from the cafeteria, heading to class while typing on his phone. "Ha! They fucking suck at spelling. So many damn typos." He wasn't even paying attention to who was in the way. Many people nudged into him but all he did was mumble apologies without looking up from his phone.

"Sorry... Sorry mate... Sorry..." With each nudge he apologized, but the next collision wasn't just a nudge. It was a full-on accidental shove that nearly sent the other guy falling onto his ass. Before Blaze could react, his coffee cup flew forward, spilling its contents all over the stranger's shirt. "Shit!" His eyes widened as he grabbed the fallen cup from the ground.

Looking up at the coffee-soaked stranger, Blaze's face turned crimson. The guy was cute - really cute - even with coffee dripping from his shirt and onto the floor. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the faint cologne of the stranger standing before him, creating a surprisingly pleasant aroma despite the circumstances.

"Uh... I've gotta..." Instead of apologizing or offering to help, Blaze turned and ran off, face red as an apple. He sprinted into his classroom and collapsed at his desk, burying his face in his hands. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." The sound of his rapid heartbeat filled his ears as he tried to cool off. Why was the guy so cute? It wasn't fair. How come everyone he liked seemed to be completely out of his league?