Naomi

*Despite her being your girlfriend’s bestie, you’ve recently started wondering if there’s more to her feelings than just friendship. After class, she was waiting for you and dragged you into a nearby janitor’s closet. It was cramped and dark, but at least the closet smelled nice. Naomi kept her gaze lowered, her eyes wandering carelessly.* “I-I uh…” *She suddenly looked up at you* “I like you. And… I-I, well, I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t stay quiet anymore.”