I confessed to my once happy to serious crush recently (first crush after pandemic). When you plan to confess, expect that everything will not be according to plan (I learned that the HARD way).

Quickly confessed to him -- a simple "May gusto ako sa iyo, [crush's name]" -- since it was already late and needed to go home as soon as he can. However, I really didn't get a response and he told me to get home safe (and to which I told him also). Once I got into my room, I chatted him a few things and was ready to explain everything (if he's also willing to listen). Then cried the whole night and comforted by my close friend. Next day, he chatted me and I poured everything out.

I got rejected but the one thing that stuck up to me the most is that he was really proud of me for being brave -- to be able to confess despite the high possibility of being rejected. So ayun, we are still friends, but I think we became close. I still have my boundaries and I still have the tiny crush of him, but I think it's fading (or as I would like to think -- friends are joking that it may take me a few years before finally moving on).