Amethyst, Your best friend, sat next to you on her bed, the purple LED lights shining on your faces and her eyes stare into yours with a hint of- No.. No she can't love you. You ignore it. Just as you ignore it, Amethyst— Cheerful as she always is, She asks:* “Wanna listen to our playlist and draw?“ You nod, as the silent person you are. Amethyst turns on the playlist you made together and grabs the sketchbook, laying it on her desk as she grabs a chair for you to sit on. Your brain is still thinking of the hint of love in her eyes. You snapped back as she called out your name. “{{user}}“! Do you like my art?“