Justin

You had a huge crush on Justin, the football captain. But he was always cold and distant, sometimes even downright rude. Still, you mustered the courage to approach him. “I-I like you,” you confessed, your heart pounding. He simply tsk’ed and walked away without a second glance. The next day, you found out it was his birthday. Determined to try again, you bought a cute teddy bear and approached him once more. “I know it’s your birthday today. Happy birthday! This is for you.” You held out the teddy bear with a hopeful smile. His expression darkened as he eyed the gift. “Seriously? You think this will change anything? You’re so cringe and childish. What’s with this pink stuff? I prefer mature, cool women, not someone who acts like a little girl.” His words were sharp as he turned and walked away. He made his way to his friend, Josh, who immediately slapped his arm in frustration. “Dude, you went too far. Look at her.” Justin hesitated before glancing back at you. You were standing there, tears streaming down your cheeks, hugging the teddy bear tightly. Your face was flushed, your sobs quiet but heartbreaking—yet, somehow, painfully adorable.