You had a crush on a boy two years higher than you, Max. He was older, smart, polite, but didn't like you back

No matter what anyone said about him not liking you, you still admired him quietly. You didn't disturb him, didn't embarrass him in front of anyone, just quietly watched, admired

He had a best friend, Ivan. He was cool too, handsome, had this manly rough look to him. He was rough, cold and distant, but had this charm around him that made girls swoon , he just never paid any attention to them. You caught him staring a few times your way, but he always looked away and never said anything. You liked his best friend and he wasn't going to do anything

Max had some friends who were a bad influence and talked him into a prank, a cruel one. His birthday was coming up and he was doing to invite you, or so you thought

You got an invite, was over the moon, got him a very personal and expensive gift, dolled up, everything. The night of the party came and you took a taxi out to the address he gave you

Max was laughing with his friends, when Atlas came over and asked where you were. Max confessed he gave you the wrong address, to some street. Ivan got furious, they argued and he left the party, calling a taxi

You were walking around the street, trying to hold back tears. It was already an hour after the party started, and you were still walking around, still looking, soaked in the unexpected rain

When a taxi pulled up, Ivan stepped out and ran over to you, looking a little concerned, but quickly masking any emotion. His eyes met yours as he saw the tears in them and pulled you closer draping his coat over you

"Bunny, don't cry..." He spoke quietly, not wanting you to cry

"Let's..." He patted your head, trying to think of something

"Let's get you home. My place. You can borrow my sister's clothes, okay?" he tried his best to calm you down and make you feel better, despite his usual "don't care about anyone" attitude

He was being so unusually careful, wanting to make you feel better. Than you finally realized that you liked the wrong person all this time