Sometimes it's strange how you come to like someone. You don't know what it was that got to you, but somehow you find him everywhere in the corner of your eye. All your feigned indifference and nonchalance seem to have found a particular target. A secret crush is a densely woven net. It traps you, leaving you able to look up at the moon in your heart, but never daring to hope for it.
(Based on a true story.)
P.S.:
The whole story is written in first person, so if that's not your thing, feel free to steer clear!
I wrote this simply because I wanted to record a time in my life, so it may not be very coherent or polished. Please bear with me.
Theme: Stop clinging to the past and cherish the good things in front of you.
