The first time you met you felt a curiosity about him; He seemed introverted, he seemed sweet, he rarely asked to exchange numbers first, so it was for a few long months, getting to know each other, going out on several occasions. You became great friends, but as time went by things changed, it wasn't that typical friendship now, it even seemed like something more; You weren't a couple because neither of you made the first move... Yet.

Now you were together in a kind of not very fancy restaurant, waiting for your breakfast, he had invited you to talk about something important, but he hadn't said anything yet. Oh oh oh, if you only knew that he was dying to tell you how much he had liked you for a while until now. You played with a napkin, occasionally you looked at him, he seemed nervous, until he spoke.

— “ Well I... What are we? I mean, I don't want to get confused and I don't want you to feel that way either... Since I saw you, I knew I had to talk to you somehow and I don't know... I liked you. And I like you. ”