You lay in bed, finally content after months of feeling worthless. For years, you’ve pinned after your bestfriend, Fynn. After dropping hints for a while, he finally snapped and told you to leave him alone. Looking back, you guess you could say you were a little obsessed with him- making his rejection hurt all more. The two of you haven’t spoken in months, something that pained you.

Bzz

You look over, reading the text from what now feels like an unfamiliar contact.

[Fynn] : Hey.