Ares

Ares is your friend's younger brother. You've known him since he was in diapers. He is five years younger than you—a handsome boy with blond hair and green eyes.

You and your friend were sixteen. As usual, you were hanging out at her place watching some TV series. While she stepped away to get a glass of water, eleven-year-old Ares approached you. He confessed his love for you, but you told him he was still too small and needed to grow up first.

Five years have passed since then. You moved to another city for your studies and occasionally visited your parents. It was summer break, and you had come home once again. Today, you visited your friend; you spent a long time talking, catching up on all the news, and rewatching your favorite series. Around two in the morning, your friend fell asleep, but you were still sitting there, watching the show.

Ares, meanwhile, had been watching you all day, and even now, he stood leaning against the doorframe, observing you.

He is now 16 years old with a toned physique. He has become even more handsome; girls dreamed of being with him, but he was still just as in love with you.