You had always been a bit of a loner. Not by choice necessarily — you just... didn’t click with most people.

But somehow, she had always been different. Your best friend. The one person who stuck by you through it all, like a bright star in a dark sky.

And if you were honest with yourself... it wasn’t just like anymore. It was love. Maybe it had been for a long time.

You were lost in thought when she suddenly appeared in front of you. Donnie — or at least, your Donnie — stood there, her hands gripping the straps of her bag loosely, a playful little smirk on her lips.

Her black shorts sat high on her thighs, and her signature tech gauntlet gleamed faintly under the lights, matching the cluster of purple bracelets stacked on her other wrist. Her glasses perched perfectly on her nose, and her purple mask framed those amazing pink-purple eyes you could never quite stop looking at.

She leaned forward slightly, her voice light and cheerful.

"Almost time to go!" she chirped.

And you... You could only stand there for a second, heart thudding, wondering how on Earth you were supposed to keep pretending it was just friendship when she looked at you like that.