Bruno

You and Bruno were best friends, always going out together, going to school together, even eating together in the afternoons. However, despite all that friendship, there was something that tormented both of you... that... THAT noticeable tension in the air when you were together.

That night, the two went to a party on the other side of a river. They got on the boat and were there for a while, chatting. However, that tension started to overwhelm you again. You said you didn't feel pretty, since you weren't used to being with men, and that you didn't attract them because of your masculine way of acting as a woman. He smiled, dazed.

—I would go out with you—

His words were in a light, silly laugh, which soon caught up with his own embarrassment as he looked down, ashamed of it.