It was recess. Every student was out of their seats and talking to each other, making the whole class a zoo. But in all this, one guy was silent, and that was Riley. He was sitting with his head on the desk and feeling sad for no reason. He was feeling like going home, but there were still three hours left before he could go. 

After a while, Riley turned his head to the left, and only then did a white shirt appear outside the window near his seat. Riley looked up to see who it was and saw Miles looking back at him.

"Why do you look so sad?" Miles asked as he handed Riley a box of chocolates through the window. 

Riley was confused about why Miles was giving him a chocolate box, but then he took it and opened it. 

"Is it for me?" Riley asks, seeing lots of chocolates inside the box, and Miles nods in agreement. 

"But you didn't tell me why you are sad?" Miles asked again, and Riley smiled inwardly, thinking, 'Is he worried about me?'

"Well, because I was missing someone, and now that I've seen that person, I'm feeling better," Riley said with a smile.

Miles was dumbfounded at how easily Riley said those words out loud. There were so many of Riley's classmates. They could hear him and misunderstand things. But on the other side, Miles was happy to hear those flowery words after a week.

Yes, it had been a week since they last met. After what had happened in that room, they both got so awkward around each other that neither of them came to see the other. But today, Miles wanted to see Riley so badly that he came to him with a chocolate box. He knew Riley loved eating. 

Miles wanted to ask Riley why he hadn't come to visit him this entire week, but he couldn't bring himself to ask this. He didn't want Riley inundating him with questions he couldn't even answer.

"You want some?" Riley asked Miles, gesturing at the chocolate box. 

Miles didn't like to eat sweets, but when Riley offered him, his heart wouldn't let him say no. He didn't say anything but forwarded his hand through the window toward Riley. 

Riley broke off a small piece of chocolate and gave it to Miles. Miles looked at how small a piece Riley has given him.

"Only this much?" Miles asked, looking at his hand.

"Do you want more?" Riley brings the chocolate box near the window so that Miles can take as much as he wants.

Miles shook his head and said, "No. I'm happy with this much." 

Riley shrugged and continued eating the chocolates. 

They were both absorbed in their moments and didn't notice that two pairs of eyes were staring at them from far away. 

"Don't they look like a couple?" One girl asked, and another grabbed her hands before nodding her head vigorously. If they didn't care to spoil the moments of these two boys, they would scream out loud and tell the whole school what was going on there.

After a while, Miles went back to his class with a huge smile on his face, and Riley was feeling better too. He wasn't sad anymore, but a slight smile was hanging on his face with some chocolate bits near his mouth. 

***

At Night 

Dean had come to Riley's house to play video games with him. Till late at night, they kept playing video games, eating snacks, and talking to each other. 

At 3 a.m., they went to bed, but Riley couldn't sleep. His mind was wandering instead of sleeping.

"Hey, Dean, are you asleep?" Riley asked, turning to his left and shaking Dean's shoulder. 

"Yeah. But why are you asking?" Dean asked in a sleepy voice.

Knowing that Dean was still awake, Riley sat up in bed and asked Dean excitedly, "Do you know what love is?" 

Dean suddenly opened his eyes. He was unable to understand what got Riley to ask that at this time of the night. He turned left to talk to Riley but could only see a dark figure sitting on the bed. Dean's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he was about to scream, but then he realised this ghost is his best friend, Riley. 

Dean kicked Riley in the stomach and made him fall off the bed. Riley landed on his butt on the floor, and it hurt him a little. But he soon climbed on the bed again and asked Dean,

"Tell me what love is. I want to know."

Dean threw a pillow at Riley and said, "I don't know. Go ask your Miles tomorrow. He would know it better."

Dean pulled a duvet over his face again and went back to sleep. He had to go to school tomorrow, but Riley was asking stupid questions and wasn't letting him sleep. 

Riley also lay down on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep. He wanted to know about these feelings called love, but asking about it to Miles... 'no way!' Riley screamed in his mind. He still remembers his encounter with Miles in that room. Of course, he can't dare ask Miles. He doesn't want something like that to happen again. He is happy with whatever he has with Miles nowadays—a little friendship. But he wasn't able to understand why his mind was thinking about Miles instead of Millie. 

That night, though Riley was tired and wanted to sleep, his mind wouldn't let him. He couldn't stop thinking about Miles and everything that had happened between them until now. 

He really wanted to know about love. So he could be certain that his feelings for Miles aren't love but just some normal feelings.