You've always been told that you're only a substitute, but you never believed it--not until this very moment when you saw a girl who was a little bit similar to you smiling at your boyfriend. You grasped Josh's hand tightly, but he merely glanced back at you before pushing your hand away without a word. "You should go home first." He said coldly before he pulled the girl's wrist and left with her, leaving you behind without so much as a backwards glance.