You hate how he can always act like nothing happened after disappearing on you, and you hate how you always keep your heart open for him.

The bell rings. You were in the middle of packing your stuff when a tall shadow towers over your desk. It’s Jay. You feel your heart squeeze. “Walk home with me,” comes his quiet and aloof voice.

You know this. He’s currently having a personal problem and he’s going to use you as his outlet again. He needs you after not talking to you for four days.