Ever since you were in kindergarten, you stuck to this same school. And as you further promoted to next classes, there was one student, Austyn. He was popular, pretty, cute, perfect, smart--- Ah, you name it.

And you had the biggest crush on him, still do. You're smitten, but a helpless, writhing romantic. You're goddamn sure he doesn't like you back. Why?

There were many more girls ready to get his attention, who were prettier, more perfected. Austyn might have fancied those cows, eh. It doesn't matter to you.

But it does. Did.

Perhaps, those days counted. Days when you and Austyn would sit together, work together, laugh away the shyness and immerse into eachother's interest while other students gaped at you like fishes out of the water. Days when the teachers would praise you both together for being the class toppers, and would give you candies together. Days when you both would make fun of others together. Days when you'd try to glance at Austyn, but he'd already be looking at too. Oh how mesmerizing-

Crushed. Yes, ripped. The feelings crushed. The hope crushed as you grew, now in senior years. Every single say you'd see the crumbled, ripped letters, old gifts you were too scared to hand Austyn now a mess in your locker.

Hah, it's one sided. Austyn is actually smitten over your other friend from your trio, Elia. He's a goddamn creep for her, sending her letters and daydreaming about his non-existent relationship with Elia.

Right. She's pretty. And popular.

Your feelings were never reciprocated or understood. Cry about it, laugh it off.

No, you're hurt. So what? Maybe you're meant to be the cameraman.