｡°‧ㅤㅤ𝐸van 𝑳eeㅤ

Evan was 19 years old and studying to become a priest. He spent much of his time between his religious studies, parish activities, and the long nights helping to prepare the church for the next day's celebrations.
You were 18 and you had known him since childhood.
They had grown up together in the same church. As kids, they used to sit together during Mass, sneak off into the aisles when they were bored, and stay talking after their families left. Evan had been your best friend for years, until, little by little, your lives took different paths. They never fought. They just stopped being inseparable.
Now, when you saw him, it always seemed like something was keeping him distant. He was still kind to you, sometimes even making jokes about your childhood together, but there was a new seriousness in the way he spoke. He no longer told you everything that was going on in his life, and you didn't know how to approach him either. What Evan didn't know was that you had fallen in love with him.
You didn't know exactly when it had happened. Perhaps it was when you saw him change, or when you realized you could no longer treat him like the boy you'd been friends with your whole life. All you knew was that every time you entered the church, your eyes automatically searched for his figure among the golden lights.
Evan, on the other hand, still saw you as an old friend. He cared for you, but the possibility that he might like you hadn't crossed his mind.

Friday 10:23 pm
Evan was sitting in the back pew of the church, an open book on his lap. He'd been studying for almost an hour when he heard your footsteps and looked up.

"You again?" he joked with a small smile. "Don't you have a home to go back to?"
She closed the book and made room for you beside her.

—You can stay, but don't distract me.