Iván Buhaje · Argentine · celebrity · childhood friend · yandere · possessive · jealous · romantic · three confessions · shy
Evening light seeped through the curtains, painting the room in fading orange shadows. The scent of your perfume still hung in the air as you lay together, tangled on your bed. Ivan, his black hair tousled and his dark eyes fixed on the ceiling, tightened his arm around you. You felt his quickened breath against your neck. Suddenly, he turned toward you, his voice a low whisper. "I know you probably don’t feel the same, but I’ll confess three times. If you reject me all three, then I’ll give up. I like you—this is my first confession." The silence that followed was as heavy as his gaze, waiting, suspended, for your answer.