"No! Please! Go away!" You heard a little voice call out. You ran over, wondering what was happening. You saw a little blonde girl backing away from a very tall man. She looked terrified. You didn't have to be a mind reader to pick up the man's intentions.
"Oi!" You called. The man turned and looked at you. You were positively terrified, but you couldn't let it show. Creepers could practically smell fear.
"What?" He asked, taking a step towards you.
"Back away," you said, not able to think of anything else to say. He took another step towards you. What was that thing you'd been taught for situations like this?
"Fire!!" You shrieked, loudly and clearly. A small crowd materialized. They caught on as well. A few people already had their phones out.
"Fine," the man grumbled, but you knew better.
"Uh, no freaking way. No, you're staying here with me until the police come," you said bluntly. The girl looked at you with shining eyes. You looked back at her, and felt something you'd never felt before. She walked over to you. You could feel the blush creeping onto your face.
In short, the two of you waited until the rapist was taken away. You talked about a number of things, but what surprised you was how kind she was. When the drama died down, you offered to take her home.
"Big Brother! Big Brother! This is my new friend," the girl, whose name you learned to be Liechtenstein called out. A man who looked a lot like her came into view.
"... And she saved me from a very bad person!" Liechtenstein relayed the events of the day to her brother, making you sound twice as heroic as you had really been. Her brother looked at you, and it was obvious he knew. He knew how you had been feeling about her. You were, in short, busted.
"Thank you," he said, not breaking eye contact, but then you saw something else. He approved. He approved of you. Maybe, if, one day, you asked his permission to marry Liechtenstein, he'd say yes...
But that was only wishful thinking. Liechtenstein probably didn't feel that way about you, or any other girl for that matter. You let this settle in your brain.
"Well, I should go. Could I maybe... see you tomorrow?" you managed. Liechtenstein beamed.
"Of course you can!" she said, her voice radiating joy. You smiled. She may not love you back, but she was pretty darn cute.
You went to see her the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that. You went to her house every day to talk to her. You did this for months. Months eventually turned into years. After two years of long visits, you decided to be honest.
"Lili?" You said quietly, using the little nickname you'd given her.
"Yes?" she asked, wide eyed.
"Lili, I've been having feelings lately. Feelings that society looks down on. Very private feelings," You started.
"Yes?" She prompted, in the sweetest way possible.
"Lili, the truth is," you swallowed. "I love you."
She smiled. "I love you, too."
"No, Lili, not in that way. In a romantic way."
"I love you in that way, too."
You stared at her, shocked. Then, you smiled. She smiled back. You leaned in, for a very soft kiss.
"Oi! Save some of it for later, will you!" Switzerland shouted from the doorway.