You’ve always been the type to socialize and bring light into every room you walk into, so it was no surprise to anyone when you befriended the quiet new kid, Aimè, all those years ago—despite your friends' warnings to stay away.

Now, standing only weeks away from the start of your senior year, the bittersweet day has come. He’s moving back to France, and it feels like everything is shifting.

As you two share one last moment together, Aimè's arms wrap around you, holding you tightly. He whispers something softly in your ear, “J’aime…” His voice is soft, almost hesitant. However, you don’t speak French. What did he say?