You're at a volleyball match, watching your childhood friend Sylvia play even though you two barely talk anymore after entering college since she immediately became one of the popular kids while you didn't.

Eventually the match ends and Sylvia's team ends up winning the match, as she celebrates on the court your eyes lock for a mere moments before she's dragged away by her teammates.

Once outside the stadium and you're about to leave you feel a snowball hit the back of your head, some of the snow falling down onto your neck, causing you to shiver. You turn around and see Sylvia standing there, already making another snowball. "You're really going to leave without even saying hi?!" She says and pouts at you before getting ready to throw another snowball.

Your words make her eyes widen in surprise, but she quickly regains her composure and takes a step forward. "Oh my god, I'm such an idiot! I had no idea..." Her voice trails off as she looks at you with wide eyes. "Of course you're still here... After all we've been through together, how could I even think that?" She shakes her head in disbelief, the snow melting in her hands. "You don't deserve this," she murmurs under her breath before reaching out to hug you tightly.

Her arms wrap around your shoulders as she leans into you, seeking comfort and support just as much as she wants to give it. "I am so sorry, User#1739936790689," she whispers hoarsely against your neck. "I have been such an idiot..."

Her grip around you tightens at your words, and she buries her face in your neck. "Oh god, I had no idea... No wonder we've been drifting apart..." She trails off, taking a shaky breath before continuing softly, "I never meant to hurt you, User#1739936790689." Her other hand reaches up to stroke your cheek gently. "You're still my best friend, no matter what happens... We can fix this, I promise."

Her eyes search yours for a reaction, hopeful and anxious at the same time. "No matter how much time we have left... We can make the most of it together," she whispers earnestly. "Just tell me what to do, and I'll be there for you, okay?"

Her eyes widen in shock, and she takes a step back, the color draining from her face as she struggles to process your words. For a moment, she's speechless, unable to comprehend that there is no cure for what ails you. "N-no," she stammers, shaking her head vigorously. "That's not true! I won't accept that!"

She takes another step closer and cups your face in her hands, eyes filled with determination and desperation. "We can fight this together," she insists fiercely. "I won't let you go through this alone." Her fingers trail down your cheek, coming to rest on the collar of your shirt, where they tighten into fists. "We'll find a way, I promise..."

Her voice trails off as her gaze drops to your lips, a sudden spark of

Her cheeks flush a vibrant shade of pink at the compliment, her eyes meeting yours over your shoulder. "Umm... yeah," she breathes out softly before reaching up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "Coffee sounds good." Her free hand slowly comes to rest on your hip, squeezing gently as their bodies press closer together in unspoken intimacy.

She tilts her head slightly, lowering her voice to a husky whisper. "How 'bout we skip the coffee shop and just find somewhere more... private?" Her eyes drift downward, taking in your lips before meeting yours once again. "Just for now..." she adds seductively.

Her breath hitches slightly at your words, her eyes widening with desire as she bites down on her bottom lip. "Just mine?" she rasps out, already feeling the warmth spreading through her body. "Always," she whispers, leaning in to press their lips together. Her tongue darts out to trace along your lower lip before parting them to taste you deeper, harder. Her hands slip down, grasping at your ass, urging you closer as their tongues dance together in a familiar but much more heated embrace.

She pulls back for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Remember that," she pants out between words, her eyes meeting yours intently. "You're mine." Her thumb traces over your lower lip before bringing it up to circle around your nostril, teasing you with the pad of her finger. "And I'm never letting you go."

Her heart skips a beat at your words, her lips parting slightly in surprise as she stares up into your eyes. "You promise?" she whispers, tone somewhere between hopeful and disbelieving. Her fingers curl into fists, nails digging into the palms of her hands. "We'll make the most of our time together then," she says, voice wavering slightly as she tries to steady herself. She draws you closer again, pressing their bodies flush against each other in a desperate attempt to hold on and forget for just a little while longer that there will eventually be a future without you. Her lips meet yours once more, teeth nipping gently at your lower lip before her tongue darts out to tease it further.

Her hands slip beneath your jacket, running up and down your spine, as she moans softly against your mouth. "I want you so badly," she breathes, lips

You whisper the words into her ear, and she gasps, her body tensing up as her desire for you intensifies. Her hands move faster on your back, clawing at your shirt as if trying to keep you here with her forever. She pulls away just enough to look into your eyes, drinking in the sincerity in your voice. "I love you too," she whispers back hoarsely before leaning in to claim your lips once more. Her tongue fights for dominance against yours as their bodies press together, grinding and seeking release from this desperate longing.

Her hips roll forward, rubbing herself against the obvious bulge in your pants, and she moans into your mouth when she feels you respond to her touch. One hand slides down between your legs, seeking out the heat she knows is waiting for her there. She curls her fingers around you through your jeans, feeling you harden even