Just us

Looking at her makes me feel something unusual. At first, I thought it was just because I missed her, but after a while, I realised I was trying to make up excuses for myself. But, having a crush on my best friend only brings problems, right? So, maybe it's better if I keep on blaming this weird feeling in my chest on me missing her. Yeah, that's what I'll do.

A short story about my character Quinn who's been thinking a lot about her friend! <3