My first love

My first love is when I was seven years old. He was my friend, although I only taught that way. Maybe he did not think of as a friend, because he has some he like, and she was a real friend to me. The three of us together would hung out, but the two of them seems to be so close, that when we would hung out together, I was like a third wheel in a couple date. And what's worse is that the two actually liked each other. But when I was eight, the girl moved to another place. and I was happy because I taught he could he like more than as a friend. But we slowly drifted apart, because maybe she is the connection between the two of us, and maybe he would talk to me because I was her friend.

maybe a year or two years later, I do not know. I already forgot, a classmate asks me if who is the person that I like. Me being a naive bitch, so I tell her who, and she freaking shouted it in the freaking school. All of my classmates know about it and my life was ruined. After that he treated me like a stranger, he would not talk to me.

But atleast now we talk to each other, but not like before.We only talk about projects at school, assignment. It is not much, but it is an improvement. I only hope that we could be friends again.

I am not hoping that he could still like me, but I hope that we could build a good friendship with each other, and besides I am now contented for me being crazy about anime and stuffs.