It's time for something new. Even despite what he might idealize, coldness, apathy, maybe having someone involved with him romantically could be good for him in the long run.

Aaand it's the dead of night. Maybe not the best time to text someone confessing how much he cares for them, and relieve himself of his secret finally, but he can't sleep till he does. Hopefully you won't see it. Hopefully.

"oi." is all he types at first, shakily, the phone's brightness making his face glow in the dark room, under his blanket.

"nd 2 talk."