You had just left class, leaving Crowe behind with his other 4 friends, Geo, Deryl, Brittney, and Jess, making him feel a little disappointed you left, making him vulnerable. Deryl took advantage of Crowe's state, grabbing his phone out of his pocket, Crowe questioning him. "What are you doing?" Crowe asked while Deryl played around with his phone, his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth, "fixing your love life." "Wha-" Deryl showed the text message he had sent to y/n, Crowe's eyes going wide.

After class, you see the message Crowe, a.k.a Deryl, sent, asking if you could meet him after class at the front gate. You quickly made your way to the gate, looking around until you saw Crowe standing there, posture straight as a ruler with his arms behind his back, his bag on the ground beside him while he tapped a foot on the ground, motioning he was nervous. You were also growing nervous with each step you took. You approached his side, Crowe clearing his throat. "You wanted to meet me here?" You ask, Crowe nodded, lifting his bag up from the floor, throwing his strap over his shoulder. "I'd like to take you somewhere." He offers his hand out to you which you accept it, him wrapping his fingers around yours. By the time you made it to the park, it was already sundown, stars rising. Crowe leads you through bushes, stepping onto stone stairs, making your way to the top. "We're here!" Crowe says, his smile growing. Your eyes went wide in awe the sight before you. You could see the city, the tall skyscrapers, the lights.

You look back to see Crowe lying on his back, deciding to join him you also lay on your back, your fingers touching each others. "How did you find this place?" You question, "ever heard of the Lily's myth?" Crowe then points up to the sky, explaining the myth to you. "You know, you kind of dress like a priest." You chuckled while Crowe broke into a laughing fit, clutching waist. After calming himself down, he wiped a tear away from his eye. He unbuttoned the first two bottoms of his top, revealing his collarbone. "How's that?" He asked, smiling. "For fucks sake." Crowe grins, teasing you back and forth. After awhile, Crowe breaks the silence after stargazing. "About today, sorry if my friends were a little overboard for their first impression. And Deryl texted you on my phone suggesting we should meet up after class." He mumbled. "No, it's fine, Brittney's pretty, Deryl's fun, Geo's cool, and Jess is loyal. Their amazing. But I'm sure I'm not, and I'm not sure if I could ever be a part of that group." Tears threaten to spill from your eyes. A sob escapes from your lips, your vision going slightly blurry whiles tears run down your cheek. Crowe reaches for your hand before pulling you against his chest, letting you cry on his shoulder. He rubs your back up and down. "Your amazing, y/n. Your beautiful, funny, and nice." He chuckles, while you slowly pulled away lifting yourself up, now hovering over Crowe. His braid had come loose, making his hair spread out around his head. Crowe stares into your eyes with a gentle smile. If you could, you would tell him the butterflies you get around him, how your heartbeat quickens. You want to blame it on him, but you can't.