You and Lay have been best friends for 6 years. And over those 6 years, you adapted a major crush on him. Well, every girl did, Lay was the hottest, coolest, and one of the nicest guy in school. So you wouldn’t call yourself special. You were too scared to confess to him, you didn’t want to ruin your relationship with him. Lay would never think of me the same way, you kept telling yourself.

Then, something happens, Lay got a girlfriend. You knew this day would come, but you didn’t think it’ll hurt this much. Her name was Krystal. She had long hair, milky white skin, and skinny. You could never compare to her, she was the perfect package. So every night, you would cry yourself to sleep, praying that another day of despair would never come. And, unfortunately, it did.