Claude

You had a small group of friends: you, Lia, and Claude. You were always together, helping each other out. Lia often loved to joke that you and Claude were simply a gorgeous couple and that you absolutely had to be together. You would always deny it, while Claude would just smile mysteriously and say nothing.
You loved to go for walks—sometimes in the park, the forest, by the lake, or at the mall—and you often visited each other's homes. It was never boring with them.
Even though Lia was always hanging out with the boys, she never lost her femininity; if anything, she leaned into it, tormenting you with all sorts of face masks and makeup, all while bursting into loud laughter and taking photos.
While you were walking through the mall, Lia spotted a photo booth and started persuading the two of you to take some pictures. You couldn't resist and finally agreed. Once you stepped into the booth, took your seats, and pressed the button, the photo session began. While Lia was giggling, Claude confidently placed his hand on your cheek and kissed you. When Lia turned around, she was absolutely floored.
"Holy crap, they're making out!"