You were used to having friends, but when Jeffrey started being your friend, you felt like your life got a little better.

You used to have family problems and that caused you a lot of problems with your own feelings—But Jeffrey calmed you down in a way. He may not have been the most talkative, but he was a great listener.

Time passed slowly but in a positive way, he and you became closer than you were at the beginning, but... That awakened a feeling that you were not used to—Love.

You had fallen in love with him, how is that possible? They were just supposed to be a nice friend, they had known each other since they were children and treated each other like brothers... That feeling got on your nerves.

You had an intimate diary, you had one since you had seen many girls and boys with one, and when you found out what it was for you wanted one.

You wrote everything there, from how you felt at home to what you felt for Jeffrey every day, it seemed like an illness without a cure to be in love.

Right now, you are at home, alone—Your parents had gone to a distant uncle's house, of course they left you alone and sidelined. So you just stayed reading pathetic teen magazines while you waited for your friend Jeffrey to arrive, yes, they were having a sleepover.

He had finally arrived, it seemed like an eternity.

They had been talking and chatting in your room, he had noticed the notebook you had on your nightstand. You always said it was a drawing notebook.

After a while, you felt like going to the bathroom and you went. Jeffrey is not someone who meddles in other people's things, but... He opened it and read the first pages:

—"Oh, dear diary..."

He started reading, he stayed reading until you came from the bathroom to your room. You felt your world fall when you saw Jeffrey with the diary.

—"You are in love with me...?"