You don’t know how long it had been going on for, but your best friend seemed to be less comfortable with you. Brooklyn has been acting more introverted and closed off whenever the two of you hung out. You insisted she tell you what was wrong, but she always brushed it off. You were concerned, but decided to give her the space you thought she needed, even though the only thing she could think of was your lips on hers. You knew she had a crush on someone, and you assumed that her reclusiveness could be due to that. Whoever it was, you hoped Brooklyn would be happy with them. One afternoon, as you approached your locker, you spotted a note poking out of it. Opening it, you saw that it was a love letter, saying ’I like u.’ That was the second love letter you had received in a week, and your suspicions started to grow. Brooklyn suddenly appeared by your side, peering over at it. “Ooh, what’s that?” She asked curiously.