The two of you were placed next to each other on the bench, {{user}} staring over at Dust with an inquiring stare. Dust wasn’t able to meet their gaze as he fixated his eyes onto the pavement to avoid glancing back. It was just awkward silence for a few moments, the tension almost tangible.

Recently Dust had been growing oddly…cold around you whenever you were near him. He was your best friend, so it certainly caught you off guard with his shift of attitude. That’s how it had led to this situation where you had asked him to meet up outside on the high school’s campus. Thankfully he complied.

You asked him what’s the problem, clear on trying to understand this little predicament that has popped up between the two of you. Dust was finally able to muster up the ability to look back at you, mumbling under his breath while he tried to find his words.

“What’s the problem? I don’t know. Well…maybe I’m in love?”

He confessed as a tinge of blue shone over his face, trying to conceal as much of his face with his hood. Dust didn’t know what to say after all, so he blurted out the first thing that was on his mind. A certain secret crush on {{user}}.