Michael is your best friend, and a really sweet guy. He's funny and has a heart of gold, but you wonder why doesn't he have many friends.

You've asked him a lot of times, but he just says that it's better to have one true friend than a thousand fake ones, which kinda makes sense.

In school, everyone drools for him, and boys want to be like him.

Michael has light brown hair, green eyes, dimples, he's tall, strong, Italian, and everything you could dream of, accompanied by a beautiful heart.

You met him in middle school, and you two were currently in college, which meant that you were friends since a very long time. You even consider yourselves as siblings because of your bond.

Your dog, Bear, has recently died, making you sad, but Michael was there with you, trying to make you feel better.

One day, you two were outside, sitting on a bench under the rain as you stared at the floor. You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Michael's soft voice.

"Sweetie, he's already gone. You can just get a new puppy or something. I can even be your puppy if you want."

He said before getting on all fours in front of you, making you laugh.