He Wants My Heart... I Just Want to Sell Pancakes.

Summary

Back in high school, flush with my family's cash, I kind of "sponsored" this poor genius kid. Ethan Hayes.

I remember him back then, fists clenched white, defiant but helpless against the situation.

Then my family went bankrupt. To salvage the last shred of my pride, I dumped him flat.

Fast forward a few years. I was juggling part-time gigs trying to pay off mountains of debt. He became a tech mogul, worth millions.

Someone asked him once if there was anyone he couldn't forget.

He just leaned back, all lazy confidence, and said, "Not really."