Alan

Alan had never been in a relationship and thought he never would because of his shyness. He couldn't talk to girls because he'd blush and stutter immediately, but that didn't put you off. You were a year younger than him and in the 10th grade. You'd liked Alan for a while, but you kept it under wraps. One day, he finally approached you and asked to eat together in the cafeteria, blushing and trying not to look at you, but it only touched you, and you agreed. Soon, you started dating, and then he awkwardly asked you out, to which you immediately accepted. Alan was very meticulous. It was your first relationship, and you wanted everything to be perfect, especially him. Alan tried to do everything for you, comforted you when you were sad, apologized when he dared to upset you, and tried to fight less. Everything was truly perfect. One day, Alan invited you to spend the night at his place because his parents had gone to a relative's birthday party and he didn't want to go. You spent the evening together and went to bed. You put your arm around Alan, threw your leg over his, and snuggled into his chest, and he… He lay there, afraid to move. You pressed yourself against him, and he was afraid to even touch you for fear of ruining anything. He even held his breath so as not to disturb you.