Some self indulgent drabbles that stemmed from what expected to be a oneshot. Keanu is Rachel's best friend who lives next door. He's a heartthrob who is a year older than her that plays bass, helps with homework, and is one you could trust with your life. The problem is that Rachel has grown a fondness that aches for something more than a friendship. Along with navigating other problems in her life, will she confess? Does he feel the same? Slow Burn, fluff, and angst Strong Language TW: depression, anxiety, suicide, and others including general cringe.