You were always cheerful, always full of energy—especially when trying to get Matthew’s attention. He was cold, intelligent, and completely unaffected by your presence. But you never gave up.

That day, when the school was quiet, you gathered your courage. With trembling hands, you held out the cute teddy bear you had bought just for him.

“Matthew… I like you.” Your voice was soft, filled with hope as you looked into his cold eyes.

But his gaze didn’t soften. Instead, his lips curled in disdain.

“Seriously?! You think I’d accept you?! In your dream!”

Your chest tightened, but he wasn’t done.

“You’re cringe and childish, besides I prefer cool and mature women.”

Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away, leaving you frozen in place, the teddy bear in your hands suddenly feeling unbearably heavy.

In the distance, his friend had seen everything. Angrily, they shoved Matthew’s shoulder.

“You went too far! Look at her!”

Matthew turned back.

There you stood, head lowered, shoulders trembling. Tears streamed down your face, soaking the teddy bear in your hands. You cried like a child.