The detail is astounding. The anatomy is impeccable. The colors are absolutely stunning. Who knew Virgil could create masterpieces like these? The way they were crafted, the things they express, the mastery of every aspect in each picture – it's almost inconceivable! Perhaps he could talk him into letting him keep one or two for his room?

He turned the page, careful not to ruin the delicate medium. The picture on the right was much more colorful than the left, but he wanted to keep his consistent left-right-left-right scanning of the pages. Except, the left page was blank. The smudged colors that transferred from the other side attracted his attention, making him falsely believe a picture was there. He looked back to the right, and saw a finished drawing of...Patton and Virgil? No, that's definitely them. They were watching the sky, Patton leaning against Virgil, who had his arm across Patton's shoulders. A small heart floated above them, teaching Logan something he didn't know about-

"Hiya!"

Patton's sudden appearance almost made him drop Virgil's book. "E equals MC scared!"

"Oh, sorry, kiddo! Didn't mean to square ya!"

He groaned at the pun and pushed his glasses back up. "Must you shout so loud when you rise? I almost attacked you."

"Sorry, I just needed to ask you something."

"Ask away."

"Do you happen to have a, uh...something of Virgil's? He says he put it somewhere and you took it, but he really wants it back because it's very important to him."

Logan felt something strong inside him. He knew it was about the sketchbook, but that one picture raised so many questions he was afraid of asking. However, he shouldn't have investigated the pages in the first place. He already knew he'd done wrong, but perhaps returning the book could correct what he did...yet the questions drive him to learn.

He handed Patton the book. "It's this. I thought it was my notebook, but I hadn't opened it until now."

"Thanks, Logan!" he exclaimed with purity. "You didn't look in it too much, did you?"

"Not at all," he half-lied. While he did look at more than he should, it couldn't have been more than 7 pages. "But there is, um, a question I have for you. Regarding Virgil."

Worry spread on Patton's face. "What about him?"

"Do you, erm…" He realized asking such a question is much harder when you don't understand many feelings or emotions. "...do you, perhaps, feel...a certain way about Virgil?"

Worry shifted to panic. "H-how did you know? Did Roman tell you? He said he wouldn't tell anyone! Oh my gosh, please don't tell Virgil! I-"

Uh-oh. Feelings. "Don't worry, Patton. Roman didn't tell me anything."

"Then who did? How did you-"

"You did, just now."

Patton felt like his entire body had turned to glass. One wrong move, and he would break into a million painful shards. "You...didn't know?"

"No." He wanted to say more, but for once, he had lost his words.

He absentmindedly gripped the book tighter. "...then why'd you ask?"

A million answers rushed through Logan's mind. Instead, he adjusted his glasses and told him, "I believe Virgil could answer that much better than I can."

He looked away, thinking. What Logan said...that could mean anything. It means Virgil could've seen him staring when he thought he wasn't looking, then got suspicious and asked Logan to find out. It means Virgil wasn't interested, but Logan didn't have the heart to tell him. It means someone else wanted Virgil, someone he'd like so much more, and Logan wasn't sure who'd be the lucky one to date him. It means...Virgil could like him, too. The book had something about Patton in it, but they were both afraid of rejection, so he didn't want him to see. He didn't want anyone to see. Now Logan has seen it, and it made him wonder if Patton felt the same way Virgil did.

No. That couldn't be possible. There's no way Virgil would...would he?

He looked at the book in his hands, the tip of his thumb grazing the edge of the cover in temptation. Virgil said not to look. Anything could be inside…

He said goodbye to Logan, then sunk out. Keeping Virgil's trust is more important. Even if it means he'd have to prepare for heartbreak.