I love you. He twisted and turned under his blanket, pressing his upper lip hard against his bottom. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t resist a smile as the words echoed through his mind. He pushed air into his cheeks and banged his palms against them.

Those words were haunting his head so he couldn’t even fall asleep. Butterflies were flapping their wings in his stomach. He felt his face, which began to go red.