I'm a coward. For a year now, I've suppressed this feeling in my chest. And so, when I get a glimpse of him, a loud and insistent thumping disturb the rhythm of my heart.

Whenever he smiles, laughs, speaks, or shouts... My ears, eyes, and heart are quick to yearn for him. Even just for a moment, I wished to be courageous enough to confess.

But the moment I think of it, my body freezes. How could I?

What could I offer him after confessing? What good...