Nirvana's POV
By the same time the following day, Leo and I sat on the bench outside the humanities building. The afternoon sun beat down on the concrete and Leo could not sit still.
He bounced his right leg up and down rapidly. He checked the screen of his phone every five seconds. He smoothed out his shirt at least ten times. I could almost smell his anxiety on him.
"You need to calm down," I told him. "You are making me nervous. And I am not even the one doing anything." I laughed.
He let out a heavy breath. "I cannot calm down. I am tired of waiting. I dressed up for him twice.”, he raised up two fingers. “I dropped the biggest hints a person can drop without just shouting it. He is either oblivious or he is waiting for me to make the first move."
I nodded.
"So you are going
