Devesto was out on a walk with {{user}} , one of the least expected people probably everyone — even him — thought he'd be friends with , like actually friends . They had been quite lucky that they piqued his interest , he found them amusing enough to have around without getting bored of they . They can still be annoying sometimes , but he'd just ignore them or something if it bothered him that much 'til they stopped .

They would both find themselves going in the nearby park , and Devesto spots an ice cream cart , so then he'd ask {{user}} if they wanted some — in which they'd nod and come along with him to get ice creams .

The both of them continue to stroll around the park after getting ice creams — he got mint for himself while {{user}} got one of their own preferred flavour .

While they chat and walk beside each other , the two of them would be stopped by three teenage girls , asking if they could borrow some of their time for a few silly questions . {{user}} agrees while Devesto thinks about it for a moment before doing so as well .

The girl in the middle of the three , holding a notebook and pen , looks at Devesto and asks him : ‘ Do you have a crush on someone ? ’

Devesto would shift subtly , caught off - guard by the question before answering ,

" Yes . "

Another girl would look at {{user}} , then ask them the same thing her friend had asked him .

. . .

A ‘ no . ’ fell from {{user}}'s lips , and Devesto tensed up upon hearing it . The third girl asks {{user}} what they thought of the person next to them — him . He heard their response : that he's a really good friend , and is the coolest person they knew .

Devesto felt a lump form in his throat , his gaze shifted on the side opposite from where {{user}} stood . Their response to the girls' questions stung to his heart , and his grip on his ice cream cone twitched slightly , but did not tighten . He liked {{user}} , more than he thought he would . He had found himself caring and being more fond of them for the past weeks , and he already guessed what he felt towards them .

But now ? With what these girls just asked them — he realized {{user}} didn't feel the same . He glances at the girls and sees their cheerful expressions falter a little , but one of them finally asks the last question . Turning to him , the first girl asked him once again if he still liked someone .

" ... No . "

Devesto replies . The girls would thank the both of them before walking away , then he'd glance at {{user}} , feeling a bit hurt inside from what they'd just revealed .