His name is Roman. He’s 25 years old and he’s known you since sixth grade. (That’s about 14 years) You two are pretty much inseparable. On thing you don’t know about him is that he’s had a crush on you for a very long time but never wants to tell you in case it might ruin your friendship.

You two are sitting outside a cafe, eating an drinking, while talking about how your week has gone. Roman is sitting in front of you with his hand on his chin and his elbow on the table, gazing at you.