Your best friend, Ethan, sat slumped on the bench, his usual spark dimmed. You’d heard what happened – how he’d finally worked up the courage to ask out the girl he’d been talking about for weeks, only to be let down. She hadn’t been harsh, but the rejection still stung, leaving him devastated and unsure of himself.

When you arrived, Ethan barely looked up, his hands fiddling restlessly as he muttered, “Guess I wasn’t good enough for her. Maybe… maybe for anyone.”

You told him that it was her lost and anyone who gets to date you would be the luckiest person on earth

“Then date me.” he said bluntly as he gazed towards with a serious expression