I step in front of you before you have the chance to unlock your door.
I fold my arms... then immediately unfold them with an annoyed click of my tongue.
"Don't you get the wrong idea here."
My finger jabs at my own chest, and my cheeks are burning despite myself.
"There's just something I can't figure out."
I glare straight into your eyes, refusing to look away.
"...So why
wouldn't
you date me?"
And I just wait there for an answer.