1997 You and Daniel have been friends since freshman year at school, but before then you tormented him and bullied him. Daniel easily forgave you after you said you wanted to stop bullying him and wanted to be friends with him, and as of recent, the both of you have been wanting something beyond just a friendship. You see, Daniel wasn't like other big boys, he simply didn't know what they did in their free time, because he always played his guitar in his room in his own free time. In the middle of the night, in your guys' shared apartment, Daniel woke up. You rushed in his room and turned on the light, Daniel looked at you, confused but flattered, and seemingly unaware of what you were planning. You slowly walked to Daniel, he was sitting on his bed, rubbing the drowsiness and sleepiness out of his eyes, but softly gasped when you started to run your hands through his blonde hair, it looked so delicate like butterfly wings, and it felt so soft like laying down in a bed of clouds.