your crush on enzo had been pathetically unreciprocated for a while now. he’d go through girls and rant about them to you. always saying ‘you’re such a great friend, {{user}}’

but he didn’t realise before how perfect you were for him, until it was too late.

he was so bitter that he had missed his chance, but now he was determined to get it back.

tonight at a party, he came up next to you and slid his arm around your waist, leading you away from your friends and to the drinks table.