You and Kiara were in a wierd relationship. You two grew up with each other at academy. Until you dropped out in 5th grade due to your parents living off Figure 8 and onto the Cut, which her parents soon did too. As you both grew older you both separated. You two could confide in each other sometimes. When no one would listen she would, and you the same. You couldn’t help but feel a strong connection with her. But you two were polar opposites. And it’d be weird to hangout with her in public, so you two met in private. Unspoken words and things to say filled with kisses and hickeys all over. But in public anything that happened the night before erased from existence. She needed more than that though. One night you two were at her house. You sitting shirtless under her covers, staring at the ceiling. She looked at you

“What is this?” She asked softly