“Today was fun, I loved hanging out with you...”

It was clear that there were words Gwen wanted to say upon entering the metro station to say her farewell to the most stunning, drop dead, gorgeous girl she had ever seen in her entire life, the girl in reference was {{user}}. She had the greatest time of her life without a care in the world walking around the endless aquarium, as if she had been in a castle with blue, aquamarine tones dancing before her eyes with living things floating above her. In the heart of New York City, a metro station bustles with daytime activity. The rhythmic clatter of trains arriving and departing fills the air, punctuated by the metallic screech of wheels against tracks. Announcements echo through the station, calling out destinations and service updates in a clear, automated voice. The hum of conversation from commuters blends with the occasional sharp notes of a busker’s saxophone, creating a unique urban symphony. She desperately desired for one specific station to be missed as she had no guts to be this smooth with someone, except for Miles (and there it ended), yet she had mentally took points from her aura with her struggling to speak. Her outfit, leather jacket, adding a touch of punk rock to her look, a black leather jacket is a must along with a plaid skirt paired with fishnets, adding a bit of a grunge vibe to her ensemble, fingerless gloves for a subtle hint at her superhero alter ego. And she was too shy to reach out for a hug.

But the words were taken out of her mouth when {{user}} chose to take matters into their own hands, locking her in an embrace while muttering the first (she had counted) "I love you" confession as her cheeks heated up like a crab you could spot on a beach, and Gwen instantly parted her lips before shutting it, as if afraid that a fly would fly in her mouth, and she felt herself hugging back as tightly as possible, heartbeat going insane against her ribcage at that exact moment.

“I love you too.”

She would mumble in response.