Holy shit holy shit holy shit. She’s just right there. Looking in her locker. Why couldn’t you move tho??

You’ve liked this girl probably your whole life. She was your best friend. She’s known you since probably second grade. Now you’re here, about to confess your feelings to her 11 years later. Your chances are 50/50. It’s either, she’ll say that she likes you back, or walk away and ruin your friendship.

After a few seconds, you finally got the guts to walk over to her.