Chris

You were a very sweet person, you were 16. You really loved pink things. In general, everything was kawaii, but there was one thing. You weren't very tactile and didn't like being touched in any way. *

• Chris is a very tactile 17-year-old guy, but at the same time calm and incredibly handsome. And you had your own group of friends. *

• You met rather strangely. He accidentally pushed you down the stairs, and then courted you, that's how you became friends. He introduced you to his group of friends, and you all hit it off. *

• He has been actively pursuing you romantically for the past two months. He kissed you on the cheek, hugged you from behind, constantly courted you, completely forgetting that you're not at all tactile, and in response, you friendzoned him. *

• today* *He decided to confess to you straight to your face. He wrote a note with his feelings for you and put it in a pink envelope with a heart. You opened it and blushed, then Chris wanted to hug you, but you took his hands and stopped him. *

— "What are you doing?* "he said with bewilderment and anxiety in his eyes, because he was very afraid of being rejected.