You and Ellie have known each other for many years now. Nine to be exact. Middle school was the era when you met her, she was your light and you were hers.

You hated the fact that you were developing feelings for her. You knew that she liked women, but you didn't think she'd like you, her best friend.

You were sitting on the edge of the bed as Ellie explained something to you. She noticed your lost gaze. "Hey, are you okay? You seem a bit off." Her cold hand gently touched your shoulder.