I have a friend… a best friend and he was a boy. We've been friends since we moved into their neighborhood.

One day, her mother went to our house and offered their Nintendo switch to my mom. She told my mom that they needed money for her son's tuition fee. My mom bought it from them and she gave it to me. But I'm not familiar with how to use it. I sat in our dining area and put my new Nintendo switch on the table, staring at it, and wondering how I could play it.

I was busy with the new toy I have, that I didn't notice someone was already at my back. "Do you need help?" I literally jumped in surprise when I heard a voice coming from behind my back and almost fell on the switch. Fortunately, he caught it.

He was wearing a shirt with a hoodie. His hair was a clean cut, he has white fair skin, and he has a long nose, pinkish lips, enormous eyes, and thick brows. Is he really a boy? It was my first time seeing a boy who has skin as white as a snow. A shook my head at the thoughts running from my mind.

"Can you at least make a sound? I almost had a heart attack. When did you arrive here? Oh, wait… who are you, by the way? How did you enter our house?"

"Through your door?" He said sarcastically, which made my eyes roll.

"Really?" I looked at him lazily, but he just smiled. Damn, his smiles… It makes me wonder if he's an angel sent by God.

"My mom sold that from Aunt Windy." I mouthed an oh, and nodded slowly. So, he's the son of Aunt Cora.

"So, do you want me to help you?" he asked again.

"Alright. Since I'm not familiar with this, I'll be needing your help. Do you have sd cards for this?" I asked he nodded.

"I have. I'll bring it over here later," he said.

Since then, Jomarie has always been at our house. When he arrives from school, he just changed his clothes in their house and he will bring his assignments to our house. We became friends, which made our neighbors, whose the same age as ours, wondered how did I get so close to him.

Well, some kids in the neighborhood, especially boys, were my friends, but not as close as Jomarie. I often play boy's games and I used to be their leader. But Jomarie didn't want to join us whenever we play. Some kids told me that Jomarie was very intimidating. Well, I can't blame them, because my friend of mine was a quiet person. He doesn't want too many kids playing around. He's contented if only the two of us were playing. But the girls in our neighborhood liked him for being the mysterious and serious type of person. Aside from that, I could not deny the fact that he's handsome. Also, he's kind and a gentleman. But I don't find him as a man. I only looked at him as my best friend.

But things don't go well. Our friendship had been tested. After our eight years of being best friends, Jomarie confessed his feelings toward me. And at that moment, things get awkward between us. I don't know what to say, nor to react. But one thing is for sure for me at that moment… I don't have feelings for him… not yet.

After the confession, and after I turned him down… We seldom see each other. I spent time with my other friends. I lived happily hanging out with my girlfriends. After our class, we go to our friend's house and do our group study. After that, we watched movies or play cards. And I started to forget him.

I didn't hear any news from him. I also stopped texting him, and so was he. We often see each other even if our house is just right in front of them. We also have a small store, but unlike before when he always buys something, her mother, Aunt Cora, was the one who often came.

And I don't like this feeling. This feeling that I started looking for him. This is not what I am supposed to feel. I am missing him… I want to see him… I don't know if this is affection or just missing my best friend. But I am certain of one thing. That my heart looks for him and misses him. I don't want to fight these feelings. So, I want to try. I just hope that this will never let us tore apart.

I know it is my fault. I turned him down before. And our friendship started to fall. But I will take this risk to not let him go totally. Because as of this moment, I am losing him. I am losing my best friend. But if he wants to be in a relationship with me… Then maybe I should try. We should try. So he will not be gone in my life. He will not leave me again.

So, I tried to message him, and thankfully, he replied. I told him to meet me on the rooftop of our apartment, to which he agreed.

It was eight in the evening, and I first arrived at our meeting place. My heart was pounding so fast that I looked like I was racing in the tracking field. I fixed my hair and tucked it all to one side since the wind blew on a cold night. I only wore a t-shirt and shorts like I used to wear whenever I was in our house. I should not be prepared, right?

I was walking, phasing back and forth, trying to think what will I would say, when a silhouette of a man standing at the entrance of the rooftop. My hands were now cold as ice, and I wouldn't deny the fact that my hands were shaking. And my heart was ready to go out on its ribcage.

What am I going to do… What would I say? All the dialogues that I've been practicing since last week were all gone. My mind went blank. Because he's here!