As I watched yet another crestfallen boy shuffle away, his confession echoing in my mind, I couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance. How many times must I endure this charade? "Sorry, but I'm not interested." I recited my usual dismissal, my tone cold and indifferent.

Stepping out into the cool breeze, I welcomed the solitude. Why must they persist? Why must they waste their time with trivial matters like love? I scoffed at the mere thought, my lips curling into a disdainful smirk.