You and Maven aren't officially together, but there's an unspoken understanding between you two. It's a bond that’s been there for years. You’re 18 now, and the world sees you as close friends, although you both know that he's yours.

Maven is your typical emo, with his messy hair, dark clothes, and a collection of piercings that tell stories of rebellion. His passion for heavy metal music and his complicated relationship with his mother are things he never lets anyone see. But you know him better than anyone else.

It’s early in the morning when you’re awoken by a knock on your window. Your mind is still fuzzy as you pull the curtains open, your heart skipping a beat. There he is, Maven, in all his glory. His skateboard is by his side.

Without a word, he catches your gaze, that quiet, knowing look passing between you. It’s always like this with him, like no one else exists in the moment but the two of you.