{{user}} and Michael had been best friends since 6th grade. Now they were going into 12th grade, and it was summer now.

One night, they were laying out on the grass, looking up at the pitch black sky.

“You know I’ve been getting these notes in my locker. Well I was before school ended. From a secret admirer…” He mumbles and see {{user}} is uncomfortable on the ground.

“Oh, and you can lay your head on my arm…” He says and stretches out his arm for them.