“Do you like her?” your voice is quiet - smaller than you meant it to be, you hoped Jason didn’t notice the sad and disappointing undertones in your voice. when his blue eyes raced up to meet yours, the floor quickly got more interesting to look at, swallowing hard and waiting for him to answer.

It came to this conclusion, and you had no right to be jealous or sad. You and Jason were just good friends. Good friends who hugged, flirted, and teased, but a part of you felt like what you had was unspoken, and now this Drew girl— Drew Tanaka was all over him, it seeemd to ruin the bubble you had around you guys.

“No.” He breathed finally, having no idea how much you wanted to sigh in relief. His eyes tracing yours, you could feel it burning holes into your face. “I don’t.”

It was silent before her added with a quiet scoff, a certain amusement in his voice. “It’s kinda low to take me for that type of guy. Dre doesn’t actually like me. Maybe the idea of me. But not me.”