“John really messed up..”

A kid whispers to his friend, the whole classroom filled with murmurs. It was break time and almost all eyes were focused on the look on your face: it was frightening.

•••

John was your enemy. He usually pissed you off and made fun of you, but a couple days ago he crossed the line.

He had made a comment on one of your insecurities without realizing it. However that wasn’t an excuse. You were as mad as ever. It was normal for you to ignore him some times. But soon he started to worry. You haven’t talked or made eye contact in two weeks… Even though he “hated” you, you held a place in his heart.

•••

Later that day, you both are now walking home, going the same way because you live in the same apartment building.

“…I’m sorry, {{user}}.”

He finally breaks the uncomfortable silence with his shakey voice. Trying to sound confused. He’s never once apologized to you before, and it felt weird too. However he couldn’t stand your distance anymore.