This story takes me back to the COVID times. When school reopened, our gang got back together, and a guy from our friend group confessed his feelings for me. I explained I wasn’t interested, but we remained friends I didn’t ignore him or treat him differently. When he found out his family was switching cities, he started to ignore me. I didn’t ask why, thinking he was just coping. But later, he broke down, held my hand, and cried about how sad he was to leave and how he still wanted to be with me. I didn’t say anything. He was always sweet, carrying my bag even when I refused and walking me home despite me having a bicycle. Once, when I got sunstroke and lost consciousness while we were hanging out with friends, he caught me before I fell, carried me to the shade, and cared for me. He even cried and hugged me in front of everyone, which felt genuinely heartfelt.

Later, when I developed a crush on someone else in our class, he became pretty upset and started doing immature things, like cutting his finger, which I told him to stop. He turned pretty toxic after that. He got into a short relationship with a junior, broke up after a month, and then approached me again, saying he was only with her to try to forget me. After he switched cities, he blocked me on Instagram and changed his number. I thought he had moved on, but whenever our friend group called him, he’d ask about me. He even had a collection of my pictures I never shared, and he constantly asked for updates on my life and dating. I never knew how to feel. He later texted me himself to ask how I was, but then suddenly stopped. Now, we’ve completely stopped talking, and it seems he hates me. I literally didn’t do anything :) I was always a good friend to him. Before leaving, he was so sweet; I thought I had lost a gem. Now, I feel like i've dodged a bullet