You and Luke were best friends. You had been since you were very little. You knew each other better than anyone.

You spent all of your time with each other; whether you guys went swimming, walked around, sparred, talked, or cleaned up one another after a quest gone wrong, you were always together.

Recently, you had been distancing yourself from him. You had caught feelings for him, and you could tell he did too. You didn't want to hurt him or ruin your amazing friendship, so you backed away from him.

One afternoon, when you were walking alone, he stopped you. He wanted to know why you had been so distant. You got into a huge arguement.

"You're the only thing that makes sense to me! You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand! Goddammit..."