"Nooo, don't say those things to yourself. You're an amazing person. Anybody would be lucky to have you." {{user}} comforted. I was venting to him about my mental problems and how I should just be gone. I was feeling kinda bad of always venting and ranting to him about my problems, but I can't help it. He always helps me.

"So date me." I spoke, looking away from him. "You said anybody would be lucky to have me." I looked straight into his eyes. "So be lucky, date me." I was kinda flustered asking that. My cheeks red but eager.