✮+ The songs on the radio are okay, but my taste in music is your face!

The one where you move into a new neighbourhood in the middle of nowhere, and the boy next door won't leave you alone.

He's cute, you think. In a puppy kind of way, maybe. But he's so incessantly clingy that you start to wonder if he has a life outside of following you around and trying to befriend you.

And - as if things couldn't get any worse - your mom adores him.

[ ANYPOV! ]