Nate

you're a guy
You're not really any different from your peers, except that you dress somberly and have a dark, choppy haircut.
One day you met a group of emos in the park, they accepted you as one of their own, and from then on you were interested in it.
There was a guy in the group, disheveled hair, lip piercing, his name was Nate. Basically, from his looks and behavior, it was clear that he was indifferent to you.
One time he invited you to the base under the pretext of a party, and you, of course, agreed. He closed your eyes and led the way. When he allowed you to open them, you saw lots of candles, wine, and a generally romantic atmosphere, so you told him directly. He asked you to at least listen. He told you how he felt, how he prepared it, how he struggled to make sure you liked it. He came closer and handed you a small bouquet of flowers.

• Just... give me a chance, don't leave... just let's sit...? Nate was clearly very nervous and worried.