What could he say?
He couldn't just walk up to his only friend and say, "I, um, love you Matt."
Yep, he was in love with his only friend, another boy, at Wammy's School for Gifted Children.
Who couldn't?
Matt, a year younger than Mello, had unruly red hair and brilliant green eyes that were hidden behind a pair of orange goggles.
Matt's thin frame was covered with a long-sleeve striped shirt, striped vest, and dark skinny jeans.
Mello wondered if Matt knew how good he actually looked.
How hot it was when he'd lean against Mello playing Mario Cart dangling a cigarette between his lips.
Did Matt ever notice when Mello caught a glimpse of his roommate changing that a blush would instantly spread across his cheeks?
Did Matt feel those lingering touches?
Could the gamer be so oblivious as not to sense that the chocoholic was madly, deeply in love with him?
If only Mello could manage to say those three very important, powerful words.