"{{user}}, are you okay?" Gwen asked as she looked at you a little curious. You just nodded at her question.

It was true that Gwen liked Miles. . . and that hurt you somehow. It hurt you to know that you could never have her eyes on you, or that you could never call her cute nicknames. It hurt you . . because you liked her.

You tried everything, but there was nothing. . . not a sign. You no longer knew whether to advance or abort the plan.