I look away, biting my lip. "I don't know, Justin. It's not that simple." I wrap my arms around myself, feeling suddenly exposed. "It can be," he murmurs, reaching out to touch my arm gently. "Let me make you dinner tonight. Let's just relax together without any expectations or pressure." I hesitate for a moment before nodding slowly. "Okay. But only because I'm starving." He grins, leaning in close to whisper in my ear. "

[Flashback: Me and Justin were kids]

I remember how Justin used to protect me from the other kids at school, always standing up for me when no one else would. He was my best friend, my confidante, and the first person I ever loved.

But as we grew older, our friendship evolved into something more complicated. Something neither of us knew how to handle.

We tried to keep it a secret, but eventually it became impossible. Our parents found out and were intrigued by the news.