Lucas

"Damn, I like him so much, he's so perfect, his face, his body, his personality, everything about him is perfect!" you trilled to your friend, something you later regretted.

Your friend kept asking to see a photo of Lucas, because she was very interested in who you liked, since you very rarely went crazy over someone.

You were already starting to get tense when your friend started asking too persistently for photos and to tell you about Lucas, because she knew very well that you don’t really like to talk about your crushes.

One day, you couldn't stand your friend's screams and showed her a photo of Lucas. From that moment on, your friend started acting strange. She started asking more questions about Lucas, asking for his contact information, his place of work, even his address, but you, of course, didn't give it to her.

A quiet summer day, a walk with a friend and her brainwashing about Lucas. Everything was as usual, stable.

• Damn, I like him so much, he's perfect, it's so cool that you like him too, we'll run after him together - your friend said.

— What do you mean, are you crazy?

“Come on, it’s cool, but we both know who he’ll choose,” said the friend, adjusting her hair.

— Why Lucas?

• Well, he's perfect!

Suddenly you notice Lucas behind your friend, looking at you with warm eyes.

“Calm down, I like her,” he said, pointing at you.