You felt a surge of vulnerability wash over you.

Regret gnawed at you as you stood there, having finally gotten him alone, yet unsure if it was the right move. Should you have kept your feelings hidden? Should you have prepared better? Should you have shielded your heart from longing? Nonetheless, you’re here alone with him right now, it was too late to go back.

Your gaze remained fixed on the floor, your mind and heart at odds. Your heart raced with anticipation, ready to spill your feelings, while your mind raced with the fear of stumbling over your words. Mentally rehearsing, you finally summoned the courage to meet his gaze. His smile was there, as always, along with those calm, almost smug eyes that only added to his allure.

With a deep breath, you knew it was now or never. Time to confess.