As she walked down the roads covered in brown leaves, Fluttershy couldn't stop thinking about her. She just couldn't stop. When she closed her eyes, all she saw was her white fur and her green eyes. The sound of leaves being crushed under her hooves was ignored, replaced by her voice when she sang. And then she realized.

She couldn't be in love with Sweetie Belle... Could she?

Rated mature for foalcon.

Preread by Orlunu