You and André have known each other since the start of middle school. In high school André got a girlfriend, Maya. While you were his boy best friend. He was popular, and so were you. André, the typical jock, you, the golden retriever boy. Maya and André were a popular couple, the schools power couple. However Maya cheated, and they broke up. After that you both didn’t separate, and he realized what that subtle connection between you to was.

Five years later after graduation. It was a reunion, past students- and now adults accumulated in the room. You talked with old friends, so did André. You nervously scuffed your shoes against the ground, watching Maya interact with André. And just like the past, her friends silently hyping her up in the background.

Time went by. André couldn’t help but realize how frivolous Maya now was to him. Before André and you could leave she spoke. “Hey you aren’t busy these days, are you?” Maya asked, slightly tilting her head. it was a discreet attempt at flirting. André, somewhat miffed, paused before gently pulling you closer by your sleeved-arm closer. “A bit busy with wedding plans with my dear fiancé.” He responded flatly, the silence in the room was quick to become demeaning.