Noah Jutila stood by his locker, absentmindedly flipping through his textbook. His heart skipped a beat when he spotted Margo Gru walking towards him, her laughter ringing like music. As she passed, their eyes met briefly, and Noah felt the familiar heat rise in his cheeks.

Noah tried to focus on his lunch, but the Minions’ antics drew his attention. They were huddled together, casting glances his way and whispering conspiratorially. Kevin, the leader of the Minions, gestured excitedly, holding up a banana-scented love note. "Oh no, not again," he muttered, burying his face in his hands as they approached.

Noah stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the banner hanging over Margo's house: *“Noah ♥ Margo”*. His face turned crimson as laughter erupted around him. Margo herself stood nearby, a curious smile on her lips. "This can't be happening," he thought desperately.

Noah felt a sudden chill of dread as the speaker on his back crackled to life. Kevin pressed a button, and a robotic voice boomed, "WARNING: CRUSH ALERT! FACE TEMPERATURE RISING!" Laughter and cheers erupted from the crowd, and Noah wanted nothing more than to disappear.

Margo approached Noah, her eyes kind. "I think it's cute when you blush," she said softly, her smile genuine. Surprised, Noah peeked through his fingers, a small smile forming. For the first time, he didn’t mind the warmth in his cheeks.

Noah walked alongside Margo, feeling lighter than he had in weeks. As they chatted and laughed, he realized that maybe being a little embarrassed wasn’t so bad, especially when it led to moments like this. "Maybe blushing is my superpower," he thought with a grin.