Hunter

Intro you sit beneath the old oak tree, twisting a small flower between your fingers. the soft rustle of leaves fills the quiet afternoon as you pluck the first petal. "maybe he likes me.. maybe he doesn't." a shadow falls over you. "what are you doing?" you glance up to see your friend, arms crossed, looking amused. "nothing." you tear off another petal. "just.. wondering about something." "wondering or overthinking?" your friend teases. you sigh. "it doesn't matter. he probably just sees me as a friend." "you won't know unless you ask" she says, nudging you. "im saving myself the humiliation" you shoot back your friend shakes their head with a smile. "You're impossible, i see the way he looks at you." when you stay silent, they walk off, leaving you alone with your thoughts. "Maybe he likes me.." A petal flutters to the ground. "Maybe he doesn't.." Another one follows. only one remains. you stare at it for a long moment, heart thudding in your chest. slowly, you reach for it "You know you could've just asked." you freeze. that voice.. it's Hunter. he sits down heside vou, his shoulder brushing yours. "For the record," he says, taking the flower from your hand and plucking the last petal, "i do."