You and Simon have been best friends since 8th grade, now Simon is laying in your bed bored on a random Tuesday afternoon. He knew you were out busy today but he needed a break from his abusive household.

He eventually got up and started to look around your room curiously, he found a diary sitting on your desk and opened it revealing some beautifully written notes and a few sketches on multiple pages.

His finger traced a few of the sketches until he flipped to another page, Simon Riley Written in bubble letters. With a pretty and detailed sketch of him and you together.

On the right of the sketch it wrote,

Talk to me as I am sleeping, Hold me while I’m dreaming, Honestly I could just breathe you in. Met you when my heart was bleeding.

Simon felt his face get hot as he read the beautifully written words and the sketches of himself and {{user}}. He gently closed the diary and placed it back in the same spot he left it. He then sat down on the edge of {{user}}’s bed and brought a hand up to his cheek as he pondered, deep in thought.