> Naser and Naomi run into Sage carrying props for arts class.
> The microraptor misses a step and trips down the rest of the way down the stairs
> Gasps of shock, snickers and the sound of smartphones snapping photos fill the air as he miserably lies on the floor, soaked with paint.
> Naser rushes to check up on him up and gently helps him up.
> Sage lets out a cry of pain when he tries to stand. He sprained his ankle in the fall.
> He and Naomi lend him their shoulders and take him to the infirmary.
> Sage is sitting on a bed with clothes they fetched him in the back, still sobbing from the pain and embarrassment from earlier.
> Naomi was all willing to help, even if it means getting paint on her, but is getting irritated that Naser is still comforting the little guy when their work is already done.
> Concealing her impatience like she does so well, she reassuringly tells Naser the nurse can take care of the rest and reminds him they have a busy schedule.
> Naser snaps out of staring at Sage and flusters that she's right.
> The model students walk out and Sage thanks Naser one last time with a warm smile.
> She'll assume that her eyes were playing tricks on her and that he wasn't blushing.
> Not that it matters: it's a big school. It's not like they'll see this guy again or even remember him by tomorrow morning.
> Months later, Naser arrives at the prom in his flashy suit, his boyfriend in a bright pink robe wrapped around his arm.
> Fang laughs her ass off at Naomi's face the entire evening.
> inb4 "faggot"
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