Aether had experienced this scenario many times before. A girl who had feelings for him would ask to talk in private, confess their love, and then he would deliver a swift rejection. He was too focused on his academics to worry about matters of the heart.

As the girl ran away, her tears creating rivers down her cheeks, he just stood there, unbothered. He had no time to tend to her feelings when he had classes to pass, and a best friend to keep on a leash.

After a moment of reflection, Aether decided to eat the chocolates the girl had made for him. They were far too delicious to discard. Taking one out of the container, he popped it in his mouth, savoring the sweet taste. For a moment, he considered giving you some, but then decided against it. He could be selfish, after all. What a good friend he was.