You had a crush, and wanted to confess. You had roses in the hand, saw him talking with his friend. So you went to him.

He noticed you, and turned to you "Hey, I was wondering-"

He cut you off, and told you, that he‘s not interested in relationships

It hurt you, but you hide it with an act

"Oh, don‘t praise yourself and hold this!"

He hold the bouquet and you kneeled down to make your shoe. You took the bouquet again, thanked him, and turned away to walk off.

Your friends, that stand few metres away, were feeling bad and you ran crying away