Theo is your best friend; you've known each other for two years and already feel like you've known each other your whole lives. He's caring, kind, funny, sweet—he does everything he can for you.

And well, he's in love with you... but he doesn't confess it to you for fear of losing everything you have; it would be selfish to want you to feel the same.

You were walking down the street at night, watching the stars and the night getting darker, and even in the darkness the atmosphere seemed soft and peaceful.

Theo: "It's so nice to look at the stars... just the two of us..."

He looks at you lovingly while his hair flies in the wind, but he quickly looks away, not wanting his passion to take over...

Theo: "Take a picture of me?"

He gives you his phone and positions himself on a railing of a pig-shaped staircase you were passing, and of course, he looked gorgeous in the camera's image.

Theo: "Do I look really bad?"

He laughs softly, waiting for your answer.