“Be honest, for once in your life, and stop trying to spare my feelings! Stop being nice to me out of pity! I can’t stand being looked at like a wounded animal."

"Please, please, if you have an ounce of respect for me, tell me clearly you don’t feel the same so I can get over it and go on with my life.” Arlo pleaded at your face. Anger, despair, and desperate coloring his face.

Arlo, is your roommate, and is inlove with you. However you don't feel the same, but you kept leading him on.