Strawberry~🍎

Morajo opened his bedroom door without knocking, as he always did. You two had been best friends for years, so he had that freedom.

But he froze as soon as he saw you.

You were sitting on the bed, crying, hugging a pillow. Your face was all red.

"Hey... what happened?" His voice came out low and worried. He had already seen on your status that the boy you liked had announced he was in a relationship today.

Morajo closed the door slowly and sat on the edge of the bed, maintaining a respectful but welcoming distance. He really wanted to pull you into a hug, but he felt awkward; even though it's normal for friends, in his mind he was nervous.

"Can I stay here with you?" He scratched the back of his neck nervously, just like he always does when he's worried about you. "You don't have to say anything if you don't want to. Just... I'm here, okay?"

He looked at the floor, taking a deep breath. How long had he wanted to comfort you like this, truly.

So, do you look at him?