Rejection

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Like I said, I've liked you since we were in elementary school. Will you go out with me?"

"I thought.. We were just friends, Were we not?"

There it is, that word again. A common wording of women who don't give a damn about someone's existence.

They just try to sugarcoat it by saying 'Weren't we just friends'. But, In truth they don't really see us as anything much less a friend.

The next lines would be 'I trusted you'

"I trusted you."

Trusted me? For what? That I wouldn't be delusional enough to such a pretty girl even though she's my childhood friend?

Well, I wasn't. The only reason why I confessed to her was to get some closure and accept reality as it was.

I knew she never really liked me and we were nothing more than friends, meaning I'm a mediocre man who shouldn't disturb her paradise of a life by showing my measly love for her.

Why? Because it repulses her that a background character like me had the gall to confess to her.

That's the whole premise between 'I Trusted you'. It's more along the lines of looking down on you and hoping you aren't delusional enough to confess to her.

That's the trust they speak of. Well understandably since she is the most popular girl in this school and I'm a measly background character that managed to befriend her.

I knew it'd end like this, I knew that and get I did it anyway.

I mean I didn't wanna suffer any more of these misunderstings and shit, I wanted my mind to accept reality.

She was out of my league, She never saw me in anyway and even if she'd accepted what could I provide her?

I don't even have a spack of dirt in my possession, I'm dirt poor and on top of that I'm plain ugly, Let's not forget how I such at studies.

If someone asked for the most imperfect man on this planet earth, I'd raise my hand instantly.

"If that's all you have to say, I'm leaving."

She glared at me a bit and said

"I'm disappointed in you."

Listening to her say that, I snapped a bit. Why? Why give me such a disgustful gaze?

"Disappointed? Why are you disappointed in me? Were you hoping that I'd know my place and not sully your highness's mood by confessing to you? It's funny right? Just because you don't find me attractive in any way you suddenly think this is about trust?"

I took a deep breath and continued.

"Just because I ain't desirable doesn't make it any less obvious that you are the prettiest girl on campus and have the best personality. Don't talk about trust as if you really ever trusted me, you were just hoping I'd not be delusional enough to confess to you."

"I've liked you since forever, I knew that you like someone else too, but I've suffered for so fkin long not being able to accept reality that I finally decided to do it. I wasn't hoping to get accepted, I just needed closure for this fkin mind that doesn't accept reality. That's all, I ain't delusional enough to think that someone like you would like a 3rd rate guy like me."

While I was venting out my frustrations like a pathetic piece of a trash that I am, she just stood there and listening.

She said nothing, even after I'd completed saying everything. She just stood there saying nothing, she was just looking at me.

It felt like she was staring daggers at me and that's why I decided to run away from there because I'd nothing else to say.

And I couldn't see her look of disgust, she's never looked at me like that before.

It was the first time, I'd seen her look at me the way she's looked at every man that's ever confessed to her.

Than I realised, that at this point it was pretty much over. I'd made enemies out of my childhood friend.

I knew that she'd stop talking to me forever but I didn't think it'd be this bad.

I'd ran down the stairs and went out of the building, and kept running until I reached the entrance of the school.

I went into a back alley, and as water started running down my cheeks I'd realised that I was crying.

God damn it.

...

It was the morning, everytime I'd come into the classroom, the one person whod always greet me was Rose, the girl I'd confessed to last night.

She had blonde open hair and blue eyes and had a really good figure, she wasn't busty but she wasn't flat either.

She had the perfect curves behind and had a slender waist. She'd bring any supermodel to shame.

She'd always greet me whenever I came into the classroom and I'd greet her back, and we'd talk a bit and than she'd go back to her place.

She has a good friend cycle, always makes me wonder why she even befriended someone like me.

The girl next to Rose was Ariel, she had blue hair and Black eyes she was a bit busty and had her blue hair tied.

Than there's the girl right to her, Her name was Alice, she was a gyaru, with short red hair with Black eyes.

Than there's the Handsome guy, he's also the most popular guy among the 1St years and won the Prince award of the Year last year. His name was Michael.

Than there's the black hair girl who had a petite figure but was fairly tall, around 5'7. She's the 2nd most popular Girl in the school. Her name was Shelly.

This was her friend group, and somehow I'd managed to befriend her and I am a nobody who has nothing to his name and am fairly ugly, have no reedeming qualities.

I was way over my head, I don't understand how my heart never managed to give up on her.

Now that I look at her not even paying attention to me, I finally realise how delusional my mind was.

Damnit I'm ganna cry again.

I wiped my tears right as they were about to come out while looking outside trying to act cool.

But, honestly who would even notice me crying? Much less care about it.

*Sigh*

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***END OF CHAPTER 1***