"And I wondered was it's like to be chosen" You leaned at the shoulder of your bestfriend Vince, your eyes suddenly slowly watered with tears

"I was never been chosen, I was a maybe a probably, sometimes a definitely, but never the one, never the chosen one" you ranted with your bestfriend, his heart sank for a moment he likes you but you like someone else.. but fate never did give luck to the person you like

What about Vince?