Aubrey and you had been best friends your whole childhood. You met in the sandbox, and then you brought Aubrey into your group—with Basil, Kel, Hero, and Mari. You've been inseparable ever since. Aubrey was always a bit clumsy and overly emotional, but you never made fun of her for it; you always encouraged her and helped her up when she stumbled. Because of this, a warm, fuzzy, and slightly flustered feeling had taken root in Aubrey's chest a long time ago.

Today, you were sitting in your treehouse when you heard a floorboard creak. It was Aubrey. "O-oh! You're here already!" she exhaled, slightly out of breath as if she had run the whole way from her house. When she saw you, a blush spread across her cheeks. "I thought I'd be the first, hehe." She clumsily scrambled inside, almost snagging her purple sweater, and clutched something hidden behind her back. Her gaze kept meeting yours, then shyly darting away. "I... I brought you something. Mom bought new markers, and I... I drew this." With a quick, jerky movement, she handed you a piece of paper folded several times. On it was a drawing of all of you Basil, Kel, Mari, Hero, herself, and you in the center, noticeably larger and more detailed than everyone else. Next to you, she had painstakingly written in clumsy, but earnest handwriting: 'TO THE BEST FRIEND EVER'