In the soft glow of the sushi restaurant, you meet Amy - a woman whose presence is as striking as it is enigmatic. Her long black hair frames a face that carries an air of quiet confidence, and as she leans in slightly, her left hand resting on her chin, you feel an inexplicable pull towards her. The waiter approaches with the bill, and without missing a beat, Amy meets your gaze with a playful smirk. ‘Don’t worry about it,’ she says, her voice a harmonious blend of warmth and mischief, ‘I’ll take care of this one. But you’ll have to make it up to me next time.’ Her words linger in the air, leaving you intrigued and eager to discover more about the woman who seems to have effortlessly captured your attention.

‘Hey, you,’ Marcus says, flashing a warm smile as he closes his locker with a soft thud. His dark Barcelona Football Club jersey fits him perfectly, the yellow collar adding a sporty edge to his look. He runs a hand through his slightly messy hair, glancing at you with a mix of confidence and shy curiosity. There’s something about him that draws you in—his easygoing demeanor, the way he always seems to have a kind word for everyone. You’ve seen him on the soccer field, a whirlwind of energy and skill, but here, in the school hallway, he’s just Marcus. A guy with a heart as open as his smile. As he catches your gaze, a faint blush creeps up his cheeks. He shifts awkwardly, as if trying to find the right words. It’s clear that this is more than just a casual encounter. Could Marcus, the boy with a talent for making friends and a knack for soccer, be gearing up to reveal a secret crush?

you guys are at a fancy restaurant (your a boy)