(Y/N) sat at the park's one and only picnic table, their homework sprawled out before them.

They were getting into their algebra assignments. That's when Jared and Evan sat down on the other side of the table.

"Bout damned time you two show up," (Y/N) snickered. "I thought I was gonna have to wait for you guys."

They didn't like waiting for their friends to show up, especially when it came to homework. Trouble maker or not, (Y/N) cared about their grades.

"Yeah, well blame it on Evan. He decided that he would take a little longer then usual to get the car started." Jared stated, annoyed.

"I-I'm sorry.." Evan squeaked out.

"No need to apologize, Evan," (Y/N) chuckled. "I wouldn't wanna rush you."

Evan smiled and looked down to hide to pink blush spreading on his cheeks.

"Alright, enough with you two. We have some Algebra and I need to copy someone's answers." Jared said, pulling out his homework binder.

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"So, Klienmen, if you subtract the numerator from the decimal, you'll get the value of Z."

(Y/N), Jared, and Evan were almost done with algebra. (Y/N) adjusted their red hoodie so that they wouldn't be so sweaty.

"(Y/N) w-why don't you t-take that hoodie off?" Evan asked.

(Y/N) frowned. They never took off their hoodie.

"Er- I'm good, Evan. How about we get started on history?"

Evan was about to reply when a small boy plopped himself down next to (Y/N).

He had a similar skin tone to them, around a shade darker. His eyes were deep brown and he had short hair styled like Evan's, only messier. He had a matching hoodie to (Y/N) and looked no older then 6.

"Noah! What are you doing here? I thought I thought I asked you to stay home!" (Y/N) scolded.

Noah giggled, then replied.

"I got bored at home. I followed you here!" He cheerily replied with a slight lisp.

(Y/N) rolled their eyes, then put their little brother on their lap.

"Hi Ja-red!" He happily replied, holding his hand out for a high five. Noah liked Jared, and Jared liked Noah. Jared gave him a high five.

Evan smiled at the kid.

"H-hey Noah!" Evan said.

"Hi Evian!" Noah said, earning a laugh from Jared and flick on the back of the neck from (Y/N). Evan laughed nervously, out of embarrassment. Who would want to be for being mistaken for a water bottle brand?

"Noah, its Evan." (Y/N) mentioned.

"Oh, right!" Noah realized.

"Noah, why are you here? Do you want me to take you home? Or are you gonna stay?" (Y/N) asked.

"I wanted to say hi to your boyfriends!" Noah said, squirming out of (Y/N)'s lap and squeezing between Jared and Evan.

Jared and (Y/N) laughed at the little boy's remark. It was hilarious!

(Y/N) noticed a lack of laughter from Evan, and looked over to see him beet red, trying to hide his blush.

"Evan, are you good?" (Y/N) asked.

"H-huh? Ohyeahimtotalllyfine!" He rushed out.

"Whatever you say, man." (Y/N) said with a shrug, still curious but not one to press the matter that small.

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Two hours later, they finished studying, and Noah and (Y/N) were saying goodbye to Evan and Jared.

"Wait! Can I sign Elvin's cast!?" Noah squeaked out.

"I dunno, ask Evan." (Y/N) told him, not bothering to fix the way he said Evan's name.

"Oven, can I sign your cast?" Noah asked the tall blonde boy.

"O-oh, sure!" Evan hastily said, producing a sharpie his mom had always told him to carry around. The reason? In case people wanted to sign his cast.

Noah took the sharpie, and signed Evan's name in big letters, but with spelling errors so that it read 'E V I N'

The teenagers laughed.

"Noah, you're supposed to write your name, not Evan's name!" (Y/N) said between chuckles.

"Oh.. can I try again?"

"G-go ahead.." Evan responded.

Noah did try again, this time writing his name in huge letters on the other side of the cast. It resembled (Y/N)'s signature on the cast.

The four talked for a bit, then (Y/N) announced that they had to take Noah home.

The two walked off, Noah holding (Y/N)'s hand.

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(Y/N) unlocked the door to the tiny apartment Noah and (Y/N) shared.

Noah made a beeline to the TV. Really, it was more of those small, boxy, antennae TVs that you brought around on vacation back in 2011. Before (Y/N) could stop him, Noah was on the couch, watching Nickelodeon.

"Noah, its way past your bedtime and you have school tomorrow. TV time isn't an option right now."

"But (Y/N)..."

"No buts."

Noah pouted, turned off the TV, got up and trudged to his room. (Y/N) saw his sad little face, which broke their heart.

"..Maybe you can have have 20 minutes of TV time, but-"

(Y/N) got cut off by their little brother hugging their knees. "Thank you thank you thank you!!"

Noah ran back to the TV, and turned on the backyardagins.

(Y/N) smiled wearily. They loved their little brother and loved seeing him happy.

They plopped down next to him on the couch, where he sat on their lap. Before they knew it, Noah passed out.

(Y/N) turned off the laptop and carried him to their room, where Noah and (Y/N) shared a bed.

They tucked him in, kissed his forehead, then went to make themselves something to eat,

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Evan sat in his room, his laptop on his lap, hence its name. He was ready to start his letter for the day.

Dear Evan Hansen,

I guess today could have gone a lot better.

Today, (Y/N)'s little brother called me and Jared (Y/N)'s boyfriends, and I got red with embarrassment. The worst part is that (Y/N) noticed and even asked me about it. I didn't have a good reply, so to say. Why would I?

School was normal. Mrs Chandler loaded us up on algebra homework, but (Y/N)'s is good at Algebra and helped me with it. The only good part of my day was when (Y/N) gave me a hug before they left. Sure, they gave one to Jared too, but I still remember what it was like to have their arms wrapped around me. It felt like nothing bad could ever happen again. I felt safe.

In other words, today I noticed Connor had a pocket knife on him during class. I asked him about it, and he said that its a dangerous world. I guess he isn't wrong, but I made a mental note to be very careful around him from now on.

I guess that's about it. See you next time.

Sincerely,

your dearest and closest friend,

Me.