"You're a bit close," I whispered. "I know," he grinned. He was right in front of me. Barely a breaths width between us. But not touching. The sky began to mist down on us but neither moved. We-I- was trapped. By some spell. Keeping my eyes and body locked into place. A slow smile appeared out of nowhere and creeped up my face, "you gonna do something, or just stand there?" I thought he'd move away. Break the spell. He didn't.