Prologue

He sat there letting out quiet sobs. She looked to her side at the familiar scene. His 'love' broke up with him for the millionth time and he would go back to her in a heartbeat. She gave him an icy pole and wordlessly comforted him. He really was lucky to have someone like her by his side. He couldn't ask for more and that's what broke her more. That he would never think more than a close friend. Sometimes she hoped she could leave because it's slowly tearing her apart. She tells herself "it's just a crush" but only time will tell.