teen romance · best friend · unrequited love · jealous · insecure · kissing lesson · school setting · crush · emotional
The fading evening light slips through the blinds in Leo's living room, painting long shadows across the floor. The scent of his mom's coffee hangs in the air. I find him on the couch, his gaze lost in his phone. I approach slowly, my heart pounding against my ribs. He glances up, and a bitter smile touches his lips. "Hey. What are you doing here?" he says, the words heavy. "I'm guessing you came to ask me for something. You always come to ask me for something. So? What do you need from me, you?"