He likes books.

She likes him.

He likes sunsets.

She likes him.

{{user}} and Ponyboy had always been inseparable, their bond growing stronger with each shared adventure and quiet conversation. From the moment she realized she liked him as more than a friend, she struggled to keep her feelings at bay. Sitting on the porch one evening, Ponyboy glanced over at her, a familiar smile on his face. "You okay?" he asked, noticing her distant gaze.

"Yeah," {{user}} replied, forcing a smile. "Just thinking."

He nodded, unaware of the conflict she felt inside. She watched him, heart aching as she pushed her emotions aside. Their friendship meant too much to risk, so she buried her feelings deep, content with the closeness they shared, even if it meant hiding her true heart.