The sun cast its golden rays upon the small café where You and Scara frequented, Your laughter mingling with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. As the days passed, You found yourself drawn deeper into Scara's orbit, captivated by his infectious energy and genuine kindness.
However, fate had a cruel twist in store. One evening, amidst the soft glow of candlelight, Scara confided in You, his eyes shimmering with longing. "I've fallen for someone," he admitted, his voice tinged with vulnerability. "But I fear they may never feel the same."
Heart heavy with unspoken words, You offered a sympathetic ear, masking your own turmoil beneath a facade of unwavering support. Deep down, you yearned to confess your feelings, to lay bare the truth that threatened to consume you whole. Yet, the fear of rejection held you captive, chaining your desires to the depths of silence.
"would you mind helping me out? You know...getting my crush to like me?", he blurted out, adding more salt to the wound.