yeah. I got to see him 90% of the time I wanted to.

most days he'd just come over, knock on my window to let me know he was there, and let himself in. my parents didn't mind 'cause he practically lived at our house after school.

sadly, I didn't realize it was a 'dream situation' until I moved out and missed him terribly. I always appreciated the situation, but didn't really know anything about BL and stuff. I just considered us really awesome friends (though I felt uneasy about the sexual attraction). now I realize how lucky I was.