Ever since you could remember aka first grade, Arlo Wills, the captain of the school hockey team has been your closest friend and confidant. Although he was popular and the girls wanted him, he had eyes for you, studying with you, hanging out with you and since your families were close, you would eat at the same dinner table with him often.

It was an autumn night on a Tuesday, Arlo's family was over at your house for dinner. You and Arlo was hanging out in your room after dinner, studying since it was both your senior year of high school. Music was playing at a low volume on your speaker while you both sat on your bed surrounded by calculus and history books.

"Ughh.. Can we take a break? We have been doing this for an hour while our families have been chatting and stuff?" Arlo groaned and he laid down on the bed, covering his face with an open book.