-Him- It was all started when I change my school in 3rd grade. I didn't how it happened, but I start attracted to this one girl. She's really out going, chubby (not fat), and she's not at all that pretty. She might not look great to other people, but she was beautiful to me. We started to talk to each other on the very first day I transferred. What I knew was that she was a year younger than I was, I started school late. She also just transferred there a year before I did. We played together like normal. She didn’t even knew that I had a crush on her until Fifth grade. Fifth grade was a very awkward year. The teacher arranged the seating of the first day of school. I ended up sitting next to her. She came in late on that day. I couldn’t even contained how happy I was, so I ended up keeping my face down the whole time. It was like a dream came true. But once she sat down, she noticed that everyone were looking at her and start to distant herself from me. My face was red, I was too shy to even talk to her. Like, seriously though, we played and talked every day and even hanged out together, why am I being so awkward?! I couldn’t understand myself either…. I remembered when she broke her left wrist, after we played with other classmates. She just sat there crying, I felt the so miserable that I couldn’t do anything but to just stand there seeing her in pain. A week after the accident, she finally got casted, she didn’t knew that her arm was broken, she thought she just sprained her wrist. It only made me felt even more miserable.