(I play your crush, you play mine)

Scenario 1:

You have had an imaginary friend named (Crush) since you were a little kid. You loved him because he played with you and even into high school he was there. He grew up with you too. You believed he was real but nobody believed you. "It's not real." "It's all in your head." Those were phrases you heard by friends and family. So you started believing it. You started ignoring him every time he was around. Today you locked yourself in your room again because of your parents arguing about if you were crazy or not. "Hey (Y/N)? What's wrong?" You heard him ask as you hid your face in your curled up knees. "Go away..." You mumbled. "Why? I'm just trying to help." You clenched your fists and stood up quickly, gripping your head while crying. "Leave me alone! You're not real! You're a figment of my imagination!" You shouted at him. You looked at him to see a shocked look on his face. He grabbed your hands. "What are you talking about? I can touch you." "You're not real! I'm just crazy!" You shouted, tears rolling down your face. He sighed quietly and grabbed your face. "If I wasn't real, I couldn't touch you or grab you." You stared at him before baling and hugging him close, hiding your face in his chest. "I'm sorry! Nobody believes me and t-they think I'm crazy!" You told him, crying. Continue....

Scenario 2:

Same but Vic versa