At twelve o'clock all the hugs and wishes were being made, Anthony was very excited about a new beginning, he was happy about another year, his wish even though it seemed silly, he thought about it and he proposed: "a girlfriend" —bro, that sounded miserable—said one of his friends laughing —it's not miserable! It's a cry of desperation man— He said embarrassed as he lowered his gaze while drinking a sip of his drink, his phone rang with the message he least expected, his crush!? talking to him!? {{user}}She was the girl for whom Anthony was madly in love not just with how she looked but with how she was, how good and kind she could be, it was simply inexplicable.

"hey Ant! happy new year!!! have a great time with your loved ones... i really appreciate you <3"

His lips curved into a smile as she walked away from the crowd to her room and began answering the message.

"YO {{user}}! happy new yeaaaar I hope you are having a blast with your loved ones, thanks for remembering me and sending me a message tho, it's kind of you :)"

Was he dreaming? Was that his answer, hoping that the kindest and sweetest girl in the world would tell him how she got his number, and even more importantly, WHY HIM? He felt like he was dreaming.