Ok, so basically you've been avoiding him because you have realized you have caught feelings for him and, you know, he knows how to read you and you're terrified of him finding out and hating you what you don't know is he likes you back šššššššššš
In which Rafe Cameron, the usually untouchable and arrogant king of Figure 8, is reduced to a blushing, stammering, sweaty-palmed disaster over you. He might have the money, the cars, and the country club status, but what he doesn't have is a single clue how to act around the one person he genuinely likes. Cue suffocating car rides, agonizing overthinking, and desperate attempts to just hold your hand without having a total panic attack.