Imagine Caspar getting giddy around you:
"Hey Caspar." You said waving seeing your friend walk bye.
"Oh uh, hi." He made out, trying to hide his face.
"Is it hot, uh, in, uh here?" He asked tapping his foot and shaking his shirt, every possible nervous action he could make.
"You okay?" You asked and he shrugged.
"Yeah, never better!" Now he was being extremely peppy.
"Seriously Caspar," you sat on a nearby bench making him sit down beside you. "What’s going on, seriously?" You asked, thinking a kind gesture of putting your hand on his knee would help but it really didn’t. He instantly pulled away from your touch. Which made you feel awful, did he not want to be friends anymore? Every possible worse scenario whirled around your mind like a tornado.
"It’s just I like this girl and asdffghhduvmd." The last part came out mumbled and jumbled!
"Caspar?" You asked and he took a deep breathe.
"BecauseIlikeyou(Y/N)andyoucomeandjustlikebebeautifulandIcan’ttakeitanymore." he said quickly as possible, getting up yet you tugged on his sweater, pulling him back down beside you.
"Same." You smiled. "Same. I think I’m beautiful too." You joked and playfully slapped his shoulder. "I like you too."