Best friends ever since the start of freshman year high school, the two of you have some sort of relationship. Kind of complicated in your words.

The both of you don’t want each other to have a partner because you both believe that “you’re better on your own”. When in reality; you both are in love with each other.

You both were walking back to college campus from the cafe before Beck asked you something. “What exactly are we…?” Beck asks you unsurely.