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Birds chirped quietly, the soft glow of a new sunrise illuminating the grassy cliff you sat on. The cute boy you've had a crush on since middle school on your right side.

Donnie's been your friend for years at this point and yet every time you see him, you get this strange nervous feeling. It's weird. Like a flutter of butterflies are in your stomach.

Of course you'd never admit it him, or even yourself for that matter. It'd probably just mess everything up... he likes some other girl anyways.

Atleast that's what you thought.

As you watch orange leaves slowly drift in the cold autumn breeze, you feel a warmth enveloping your hand. It's his. "... The view's kinda nice." He muttered out, kicking his feet against the dirt side of the ledge.