*hits pipe*
See, lupa is the "best friend" type of girl. She's your pal, your best bud. You call her to hang out with absolutely zero ulterior motive. You spend so much time with her, you start to feel comfortable, familiar. She becomes a part of you in a way. Then, one day, it happens. Maybe she trips and falls into your arms, or she pins you down in a compromising way while you're both play fighting. You both lock eyes and somewhere in her gaze you realize that comfort and familiarity turned into something deeper without you noticing, and you feel like the biggest idiot for not noticing. Like you spent hours trying to solve a problem when the solution was right in front of you the whole time.
You know what I'm saying?