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MidReal Story
My Best Friend's Secret Crush
Scenario:我读了暗恋对象的信。信中说：“我想要你，我需要你，艾米丽。我必须吻你。明天在一个私密的地方见我。”我渴望他，但没想到他也有同样的感觉。
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Emily Carter
Jake. She is shy, introspective, and hopeful. Emily struggles with her feelings for Jake, fearing rejection but longing for a romantic connection. She receives a letter from him expressing mutual attraction, leading to a lifechanging encounter. Despite the initial shock and uncertainty, she finds herself drawn to Jake's affection and begins to explore her feelings for him.
Jake Thompson
charming, and impulsive. Jake unexpectedly reveals his romantic interest in Emily through a letter, leading to a transformative encounter between them. His actions are driven by a mix of curiosity and genuine attraction, as he navigates the complexities of transitioning from friendship to romance with Emily.
Sarah Mitchell
supportive, and insightful. Sarah provides emotional support to Emily as she navigates her feelings for Jake. Her friendship with Emily is built on trust and shared experiences at school. Sarah encourages Emily to confront her emotions about Jake and offers guidance throughout the unfolding events.
I was in the library when I saw the letter on my desk.
It was from an unknown sender, but as I opened it, I couldn't help but gasp in shock.
The letter read:
"Dear Emily,
I want you, I need you.
I must kiss you.
Meet me tomorrow in a private place.
Yours always,
Jake"My heart was racing as I read the letter over and over again, trying to convince myself that it wasn't a joke.
That my best friend, the object of my secret crush, felt the same way about me.
The next day, I found myself waiting anxiously at the agreed-upon location.
When Jake arrived, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.
As we kissed, it felt like a dream come true.
But as we pulled away, I couldn't help but wonder: what did this mean for our friendship?
And for our future?
Emily
I had a crush on him for a very long time.
He was my best friend, and I never thought that one day he would have feelings for me too.
We were in high school, and it was hard for me to control my feelings for him.
I always hoped that he would be mine one day soon.
Then one day I got a letter from him.
Yes, you read it correctly.
I got a letter from my secret crush, and that too my best friend, saying that he wanted me and needed me.
I pulled back slightly, my hands still resting on Jake's shoulders.
The quiet corner of the school garden that had always been our own little sanctuary now felt different, charged with unspoken questions.
My voice trembled as I reached into my pocket and unfolded the letter, my eyes tracing over each line of his handwriting.
Jake watched me, his expression shifting from contentment to uncertainty.
"Did you mean every word?"
I asked, looking directly into his eyes.
The paper crinkled in my grip as I waited for his response.
Jake took a deep breath, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.
"Yes," he replied, his voice steady and sincere.
I leaned against the garden bench, my fingers still tingling where they had touched Jake's shirt.
The afternoon sun filtered through the trees above us, casting dappled shadows on the stone path.
Jake sat beside me, close enough that our shoulders brushed, yet not quite close enough to dispel the tension that hung between us.
We sat in silence for a moment, processing the magnitude of what had just occurred.
The sound of a leaf spiraling down from above broke the stillness, and I gathered my courage to speak again.
My hand inched closer to Jake's on the bench, and when our fingers brushed, he interlaced them with mine.
The warmth of his palm against mine felt natural, right.
But as we sat there, I realized that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in our lives.
I stared down at our joined hands, gathering my thoughts on how to proceed.
The garden that had always been a place of comfort and familiarity now felt foreign, as if we had stepped into uncharted territory.
Jake's thumb traced small circles on the back of my hand, but his shoulders remained tense.
I knew he was grappling with the same concerns that plagued me - how to navigate this shift in our relationship without jeopardizing our friendship.
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the bench, stretching the length of our entwined hands.
I turned to face Jake directly, my heart pounding in my chest.
His eyes searched mine, filled with a mix of hope and apprehension.
I took a deep breath, searching for the right words to bridge the gap between our past and this new reality.
"Let's take it one day at a time," I said, feeling the weight of possibility settle between us.
Jake nodded, his thumb continuing its gentle rhythm on the back of my hand.
I leaned in closer, the distance between us shrinking as our lips almost touched.
The sound of Lily's voice cut through the air, jolting us apart.
I jerked my hand away from Jake's, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
Lily stood at the entrance of the garden, her backpack slung over one shoulder and a knowing smile spreading across her face.
Jake shifted away from me on the bench, creating a noticeable gap between us.
My heart raced as I realized she must have seen everything.
The garden that had always been our sanctuary now felt exposed, no longer a private refuge for our emotions.
Lily took a few steps closer, her shoes crunching on fallen leaves scattered across the stone path.
I couldn't meet her eyes, instead focusing on the intricate patterns etched into the garden bench beside me. Jake cleared his throat, but remained silent.
"Hey, Lily," I said, forcing a smile as I prepared for whatever came next.