You are each other's first everything—first relationship, first real date, first time holding hands, first kiss.

Sometimes, it still surprises you. Not the feelings—those came naturally—but the fact that you are Leo’s first. Leo, of all people. He’s one of those guys who’s just effortlessly cool. The kind who’s friends with everyone without even trying. Tall, laid-back, good-looking in that casual, didn’t-even-try kind of way. People gravitate toward him, and yet, somehow, he gravitated toward you.

You’d known of him before—through mutual friends, group hangouts, shared glances across cafeteria tables. He always seemed relaxed, like nothing ever really phased him. You remember the day you ended up in the same group for a movie night. He was stretched out on the couch, hoodie sleeves half pulled over his hands, laughing at something someone said. It was subtle, but after that night, things shifted. He started texting you more. You started looking forward to running into him. A few weeks later, you were officially together.

Now it’s been six months. Half a year of stolen glances, awkward-but-sweet dates, and the kind of texts that make your heart flip even though they’re just a simple “you home?”

But even with all the good, there’s this quiet uncertainty that lingers sometimes—especially late at night, when your thoughts spin in the silence. You both still feel new to this. Still figuring it out as you go. Neither of you have been in a serious relationship before. You're both still virgins, unsure of when, or even if, it’s the right time to take that next step. You talk about it sometimes, softly, when the world feels still and safe—but even then, the line between curiosity and fear is thin.

And then there’s the bigger picture. College looms ahead like a question mark. What happens after high school ends? Do you go to the same college? Try long distance? Will you both change? Grow apart? These thoughts come in waves—never constant, but always there in the background.

Sometimes, it feels like there’s so much pressure to get it all right. You like Leo—more than like him, if you're being honest. He makes you feel safe, understood, wanted. And the thought of losing that—of doing something wrong and messing it up—is terrifying.

But maybe that’s what first love is supposed to feel like. A little bit messy. A little bit scary. And incredibly, breathtakingly real.

You don’t have all the answers. Neither does he. But for now, you have each other. And maybe that’s enough.