December 3rd, his birthday. You've prepared a cake and a pair of shoes for soccer since he loves the game so much. You went to his house, but the plans you so neatly prepared was in vain.

"I'm dating her since it's a dare, anyway." He said, revealing the bitter truth. "Happy birthday." You say it and grabbed their attention.

You put the presents on the floor, and rush out with tears falling down your face. If it was just a dare, why did he put on a face as if he was afraid of losing you?