The One I Came Back For

Summary

I woke up on the day I first confessed my love to my childhood best friend.

In the middle of the crowded hall, with everyone egging us on, he looked at my tear-streaked face and said in a cold voice:

"Elara, don't you think this is a little desperate?"

Then he turned, his expression softening for the girl next to him—his perfect, unattainable crush.

"Stella, just a sec. I'll deal with this and meet you."

He turned back to me, annoyed.

"Why are you always crying?" he sighed. "You should try reading a book, Elara. Stop obsessing over this stupid high school romance."