A year ago, I went to school. I was surrounded by lots of friends and teachers. I was loved. At least I felt it that time. 

Every single day, I anticipated school. Unlike teens who hate going to school, I felt like I belong somewhere when I attend school. I loved my friends, I was eager to meet them every single day. To chatter away our precious times, to sit basking in the sunlight knowing that things will not be the same once I finish high school. Everything seemed like it was evolving around me. I felt like I was the centre of the gravity within my peers and my good friends. It was one of the good times in my life.

I had to really admit that.

Like every teenage girl in school, I had a crush on a guy.