When it was the first day of school, i was really shy and insecure about my art, but at class, i saw a girl painting on her sketchbook, when she left for break time, i saw some bullies ripping it apart. She looked hurt when she saw them ripping it, i knew she took long to make that portrait, after school, i saw her sitting near a flower field looking at the ripped apart drawing, i walked up to her and gave her some tape. That's how our "friendship" started, i guess you could call it that. We almost spent everyday being together, drawing eachother, going out to beautiful places, i knew that we were more than friends. But one night, when she dropped me off at my place, we smiled at eachother, that was the last time we'd see each other's smiles.

After that night, we always got into an argument, and one day, she just stopped showing up to school and started ghosting me, i looked everywhere for her, classrooms and even the places we always use to draw portraits in, fortunately, i saw her near the flower field where we first became friends. I ran towards her and slapped her

"You're just gonna leave me like that?! After the months we spent with eachother?! Be honest with me.. Who do you see me as..? Am i just a friend.? Or a lover..?"