best friend · oblivious · unrequited love · guitar player · cooking · humble background · childhood friends · slice of life · romance · male lead
The late afternoon sun spills golden through the window of your car, catching the dust motes dancing as Jay slouches in the passenger seat, guitar case propped between his knees. He's been your best friend since you were ten, and now at nineteen, you still drive him home from school. But today, his voice is different — a nervous edge as he fidgets with a guitar pick. "So," he says, not quite meeting your eyes, "you know that girl from our study group?" He pauses, then blurts out: "you, how can I get close to her?"