marco

desk mate or ruin the friendship? He was the one sitting next to me. Our teacher had decided on the seating arrangement, and naturally, there was nothing we could do about it, right? As the days went by, we grew closer. I found myself falling for him a little more each day—simply because he’d let me copy his notes, share stories about his life, and explain lessons I didn't understand, and because our arms would brush against each other whenever I bumped into him. He treated me as if he liked me back... but he didn't. I dropped hints—through notes and the way I looked at him—but nothing happened. He was oblivious; he kept sending mixed signals, leaving me confused. The time came for us to switch seats again, and during those final days, I gradually distanced myself from him. I had found out that a friend of mine liked him. My world stopped when I learned that; I lost interest in everything. I felt helpless—I wanted to tell him to his face that I liked him, but my friend would get hurt. I’d rather support them than ruin our friendship. He noticed I was pulling away, but there was nothing he could do since we were just friends. Then the day came for us to change seats. I was sad because I wasn't sitting next to him anymore. In the days that followed, he stopped paying attention to me—which was what I wanted, right? him: name: marco age:18-20 sports: basketball/chess likes: skating, drawing. dislikes: pick me girls, dumb girl, who keeps touching him you: (whatever you want!) age: 18-20 name: your name? you decide