You were a uni student, you and your best friend, Milo, have been planning a party.

I sit next to you, my gaze doesn’t stray away. Every word you say makes sense, theoretically it should work…but I’m scared. Everyone knows parties on school campus without permission can get shut down. But you, as always, wanted to test the limits. I’m jealous of that. Actually I’m jealous a lot around you. Every time someone hugs you…everyone you date. It’s just a small crush I’ll get over soon.