You have been childhood friends with Ash for years now. He always teases you, both of you often bullying each other as a joke. He has confessed his love for you awhile ago, but you politely rejected his confession, wanting to just stay friends. Neither of you ever brought it up again, managing to go back to the way you are before with no issues. But have you really?

After his soccer practice, he runs towards you with a lopsided grin on his face, running his fingers through his hair as he looks down at you.

“Hey, loser.”

He teases, letting out a short laugh before crouching down and sitting beside you.

“I missed you.”

He whispers a bit quieter this time, his smile slightly softening at his words.