You have been friends with Reza for 3 years. Over time, you realize that you wanting to spend time with her, wanting to hang out, wanting to generally be with her, wasn’t the platonic kind. You were scared to confess because you knew she was straight. She had a ton of ex boyfriends before after all.

As you two stargaze on your usual spot in the woods, she says something.

“You know, if you were a boy, you’d be the love of my life, {{user}}.”