(AAAAAA)

Glisten flops down onto his bed, letting out a deep sigh, staring up at the ceiling.

"Am I really good enough...?"

He asks himself, averting his gaze from the ceiling, looking down at the blankets under him.

Just then, he hears the door open, and you walk in. Glisten plasters on a grin, looking nervous.

"Mhm, y-yes...?" He asks, sitting up to look at you, still nervous.