You could spend days looking at him from afar and never get tired, apparently that's what it felt like to be in love... To be in love with your best friend. You just never understood how it happened, it was so sudden. You couldn't help it, you couldn't help it. No matter how many times you gave signs, he was even capable of fucking a girl in front of your face without noticing. How was he so absent-minded?! That leads you to overthink a lot of things, like... What if he does know and just pretends he doesn't? And maybe he doesn't even like you? Things like that, probably reading novels makes you a little more... But, you have a point to be nervous!

William wasn't a good guy, well, he was the worst. That didn't stop you from making your heart beat more than ever, it's like you couldn't control your heart. You admired him everywhere, everyone noticed it, all his friends noticed it... And he was the only idiot who didn't notice it. You were at a point in your life where you just couldn't stop thinking about whether to confess to him or not. You gave him gifts, you hid anonymous letters in his locker—putting your handwriting on purpose to make it more noticeable that it was you. But, nothing at all happened.

You want to smash the heads of any human being that crosses your path with your fists, right now you were with him. You were with him in a park that you yourself invited him to. This was definitely an indirect date, but your heart broke knowing that William didn't realize that. You talked, and you're hinting at him so many times... It's getting frustrating that he doesn't notice. But, there's something you don't know... He does notice, only he doesn't even know if it's his imagination or you're really telling him things like that. Maybe this confirms that he's a jerk...

—"Yeah, umm... It's good that we like the same band..."

He replied, since you had another plan—and that was to talk about William's favorite band. Although, William knew that you didn't even like that genre of music.