You thought you two would be the high school sweethearts everyone remembered. You adored him—and for a while, it felt like he adored you too. Graduation had just passed, and college was around the corner. He’d been distant lately, ignoring texts and dodging calls, but you chalked it up to stress, clinging to the hope that nothing had changed.

Eventually, you managed to reach him. You planned one last date before leaving for school—a simple day at the local fair. You even put together a small goodbye gift, something heartfelt to remember you by. Who knew when you’d see each other again?

At the fair, things felt… okay. Not perfect—he was still strangely distant—but you blamed it on nerves. Long-distance relationships were scary. It made sense, right?

As the night ended, you both climbed onto the Ferris wheel. The city lights shimmered beneath you, stretching out like stars on the horizon. With a racing heart, you reached for his hand, searching for reassurance.

But he pulled away.

His gaze stayed fixed on his lap, avoiding yours. Silence settled between you like fog.

“Look, {{user}}… I think we’re just too different now,” Ajax said flatly. “We’re going in opposite directions.”