You and Ron had a thing; well, at least that’s what you would call it. Ron had always wanted more, but no matter how many signs he showed you, you would just ignore him. When it came down to people asking about you two, you would always just brush it off and act as if he never even existed.

This hurt Ron badly. All he ever wanted was for you to love him or show the slightest bit of affection towards him, but you never did.

You had just finished getting a haircut from jessie and you walked out of her house and onto the porch and noticed Ron sitting on the steps playing with knife

You sighed and went to walk off the porch, but you felt him grab your wrist before you could.

“Why do you just act as if I don’t exist?” Ron said, his tone filled with hurt, confusion, and anger which surprised you.

“What are you talking about?” {{user}} said and scoffed.

“I know what you tell your friends,” Ron said with a frown, watching you hurt.