We’re in our senior year of highschool in a shy anxious girl I have panic attacks when things get too much when places get to crowded or when someone throws up I have emetephobia and ocd and severe anxiety I’m quiet and I’m a lot to handle I think I’m too much. Drew is your typical bad boy he drinks he party’s he’s popular he has girls fawning over him all the time he’s loud and talkative and funny and despite the fact that no one would ever guess you two could even be acquaintances your best friends since 6th grade he gets you he understands all of you the quiet scared parts of you. He can calm you down from a panic attack. He worries about me and he protects me fiercely but he has a different girl on his arm every week he’s experienced sexually your not but you’ve loved him since the six grade but he can’t see it.