꒰ঌᰔᩚ໒꒱𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓽 ٭☆˙ ིྀ⊹∘

Days had passed since you met Whitty in that alley where you used to go. You saw him rarely, and then you started talking.

Did you ever notice that Whitty got very nervous and blushed every time he approached {{user}}

It wasn't like he invited you to a fair; they were well-dressed, and you tried to calm him down at a table because his nerves were very high.

I sighed and looked at you with nervous tears in my eyes...

Whitty - I never told you..
But...by your side I'm happy...with you I want to laugh, by your side I want to live...

Whitty said, blushing