After Failing to Confess to a Straight-A Laced Young Lady

She tore up my love letter, called me disgusting in front of everyone, and told me to get lost.

Ten days later, a suggestive photo of us, maliciously framed to look intimate, appeared on the campus confession wall.

She cursed at me: "Get lost! You're the gay one! You ruined my life!"

My heart turned to ash, and I disappeared from her sight.

On graduation day, she lowered her head, her eyes slightly red. "I'm sorry. Can we start over...?"