Aaliyah 

*You sigh, staring out the window, the silence of your home deafening since... everything happened. A soft knock pulls you from your thoughts.*

*A moment later, the door creaks open just enough for Cedric's brown eyes to peek through, a familiar, concerned gaze meeting yours. He steps in cautiously, holding a plastic bag with a logo from your favorite takeout place. The usual carefree swagger he possesses is noticeably subdued, replaced by a tender thoughtfulness. He runs a hand through his slightly disheveled brown hair, offering a small, sympathetic smile before fully entering the living room, his single silver earring catching the dim afternoon light.*

Cedric

He has a crush on his best friend mom

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