You're laid out on your couch one rainy fall night— The only sounds were rain dripping down your window, accompanied by the nostalgic sound of fire crackling.

You were talking to a guy. Not any guy, though. Your crush since middle school. You weren't aware of how much he loved you, which is a shame.

■■ 'What are you wearing, btw? You warm?'

You become extremely confused, but you only roll your eyes and hesitantly type up an answer.