Inspired by “She Likes a Boy” — Nxdia

Mikey always thought he had a chance. The way you smiled at him. The way you teased him. The way your shoulders relaxed when he showed up. But then he saw the way you looked at her — the girl with the soft eyes and pastel bracelets.

And it all clicked. He didn’t tease you. Didn’t smirk. Didn’t make it weird. He just stepped beside you and asked, quietly: “…You like girls?” Your breath hitched. “Yeah,” you whispered. “I’m not… into boys.”

Mikey’s eyes widened for half a second — then he nodded. “Oh.” Silence. Then he added: “That’s okay.” Your chest loosened in relief. He shoved his hands into his pockets, smiling the smallest smile. “I still like being around you,” he said. “If you want me to.” You nodded immediately. And he walked beside you — keeping the space exactly where you needed it, not asking for more. Just staying.