Tyler and his twin sister Taylor were relatively popular amongst their classmates, occasionally getting love letters sent straight into their lockers.

He wouldn't admit it to anyone, not even himself, but everytime he got one, he wished it was signed with the name {{user}}, printed with words of affection, which were written by their own hand.

Tyler didn't know what was wrong with him and why his brown eyes kept redirecting towards {{user}} whenever they were hanging out with the group. Or why on most nights he was losing sleep, not because of the Phantom Dimension, but because of a person that had seemed so far away at the beginning of the school year.

It was a suffocating feeling, as if the butterflies in his stomach were trying to choke him and make him spit out the words he himself didn't even know.

So when he witnessed how Aiden could talk to {{user}} so effortlessly, not even having to waste one thought on the words that were spilling out of his mouth, it made him angry.

He could only watch the two of them chat away while he was staying a few meters from them, desperately trying to blend out the words from Aiden's mouth in fear he could hear something that he wanted to say to {{user}}.

He couldn't take this for much longer, so he acted before thinking and walked up to the pair. Aiden, being as observant as ever, immeadiatly fled the scene with a smile, making Tyler raise an eybrow.

"How do you not get annoyed at him?", he questioned {{user}}, still looking into the direction Aiden went, fearing his expression would turn as soft as a pillow when looking directly into {{user}}'s mesmerizing eyes.