Here's my 100 word offering, enjoy!
I called him Hark. Not short for Harker, or Harkley, but after the Middle English word for ‘listen’.
“Are you listening?”
It was always on his lips, a prequel to whatever else he had to say.
Not so much a question, but an order. A warning.
Stop what you’re doing.
Before he asked what I wanted to drink, or which movie to see. On the sofa, curled into one another, and entwined in the sheets of his bed.
But most of all in the classroom.
“Are you listening? This will be on your English 9 final exam.”