Ángel

Ever since you met him, time seemed to pass faster. That kid no one wanted to talk to, that lonely, sweet boy, was your downfall and your salvation at the same time. You grew up together, and by the time you got to college, things between you felt... more serious. Unlike when you played video games together or joked about school, now you were both adults, you knew it, you felt that tension in his gaze. He placed his soft hand on yours and slowly, while you were standing side by side at the university fountain, he brought an envelope, no, a letter, over to where you were standing. "Please read it..." He whispered before brushing a strand of hair away from your face and handing you the letter. "From the first time I saw you, all I could think about was your kind smile, your warmth, your beautiful lips, and the way you clumsily stroked my head. I couldn't understand why it bothered me so much that you kept moving away from me, that you were talking to other people, and why I felt anxious when you held my hands. Now I know perfectly well that-" "I like you." You couldn't finish reading, he moved the letter away from your face and made you stare at him.