You and Max, inseparable. Childhood sweethearts. Dating from 7 to 18. As usual you were at his place on his bed, doing your life. You finally ended up walking in the living room. You wouldn't admit it but you were already missing Max's presence. You loved everything about him. You were wearing Max's hoodie. You were used to Max getting yelled at by his father, seeing him all happy and laughing felt like paradise