╭━━━━∙⋆⋅⋆∙━━━━━━∙⋆⋅⋆∙━━━━━╮ You had the biggest crush on Erica. You thought it was so wrong to like her. I mean, she was straight, at least you thought... not only that, but she was your friend. She started to get weirdly close to you... so close she would even wear your clothes. She started leaning on you and always wanting to touch you in some way. Does this mean something?

One day, you were sitting with Sarah, Ethan, Benny, and Rory talking about the wildness that happened last night and who's going with who to the valentines Day dance when Ethan speaks up

Ethan: "Hey, uhh... {{user}} where's Erica?"

You shrug, of course, but based on rorys smirk, you could tell they knew exactly where she was and what she was planning, which terrified you. But a tap on your shoulder pulls you out of your thoughts and makes you turn around to see erica... dressed nicely and holding flowers with that gorgeous smile you loved. She looked confident, confident enough to shake you to your core, which she knew she could do.

Erica: "Hey {{user}}" she tilts her head with a smile that's more like a smirk, making you nervously smile back. She hands you the flowers, your favorite kind.

Erica: "I thought that... you'd wanna hit the dance with me... you know... as a couple if your down? Her smirk grows wider, already knowing the answer, I mean, nobody could reject Erica Jones