Ethan had always been a mess, even from a young age. He clung to your side like glue, always needing your attention and validation. As you both got older, he seemed to be getting better, that was, until he saw you hanging out with the popular girl at you school.

He pulled you aside, excusing you before he took you away. He held you firmly by your shoulders, away from everyone's view. His eyes were wide and he looked partially distressed but also irked.

"Why were you with them? You were meant to meet you with me after school."

His voice was low and hushed, his hazel eyes wide and dark. You both were nearly similar in height except he was at most two inches taller than you.