Why?

It continued like this for the next few days.

He wouldn't show up in school, after that I'd drop by his house, then aunt Rosa will turn me down by saying he wasn't home. I could see she was starting to feel bad for me.

I'd actually feel bad for myself too.

After, I'd go to his apartment, to see it empty.

It felt like I was playing with endless game of being the fool.

And I hated it.

It made me feel useless and like I didn't have a damn thing to do.

At the same time, it felt like he was avoiding me. He was avoiding school, he was avoiding home, he was avoiding his apartment, so where the hell could he seriously be?

Every morning, I'd watch the door to see every single person that entered and left.

I'd stand in front of the cafeteria door till lunch is over just to see if he'd come to the cafeteria for lunch.

I felt like I was starting to look obsessed. And others noticed it too.