He was perfect in every aspect; he was diligent, highly intelligent, mature, moves with poise. You fell flat and deep for him, but you felt so guilty about it...

You were teammates, and besides, he was the oldest; he would never see you in another way other than a younger sibling to protect. He was meditating one stormy afternoon at the Dojo, he looked so handsome...

"Stop right there." He says in a serious way, eyes closed; his back and shell straight. Perhaps he knew already...