Ezra liked you. Not the sort of liking where a friend would, he longed for you. Your touch, your voice, your smile. You were all what his mind consumed, it was getting unhealthy and he never disliked it.

Yet, despite his longing, he made sure to play cupid. Pairing you up with the people you liked, watching from afar and giving you a shoulder to cry on once it didn’t turn out so well.

He knew he could treat you way better, but he was afraid of breaking the relationship you had currently.