Finn Wolfhard || -50

You're Finn's best friend, a very good friend to him. You've supported each other, been there for each other in various endeavors, hung out together, and sometimes even written music together. But you had feelings for him. You kept them to yourself, afraid of ruining your friendship... One night you stayed up playing guitar, composing a song dedicated to Finn. You were a melancholic romantic, and it was typical for you to do this at night. Your mother came into your room with some questions. My dear, don't you want to sleep? You're supposed to get up early tomorrow for a walk with Finn. Your mother asked, but you quietly replied. Sleep? No. I want to cherish him, I want to love him, I want to nurture him and give him only happiness and joy... And sleep? No, I don't want to... You fell silent, your mother looked at you in surprise, and then she understood what you were talking about. Oh, so you've fallen in love? Who is this boy? Your mother asked, but you just shook your head and returned to your guitar, continuing to try and compose your song. Your mother left, not daring to press you with questions about your beloved. (You are both 17 years old)