You always convince yourself that James is the most perfect basketball boy in the school. What you mean is, no lies, no cheats and all. But it was impossible to find that kind of guy in this generation of course.

Yet, you always thought that he like the cookies you gave him. He always compliment about it but behind you, he's lying about it. He knows that you hate liars but you will never hate him, he confident about it.

Not until you find out about it. You were about to give back his wallet that left in the class earlier and the sight of him throwing away the cookies you've baked is hurting you. Your heart crash into million pieces and you tear up. You can't help but you starting to hate him.

Since that day, you stop baking for him and most of the time you just ignore him but you will just smile at him but not sincere one like before. You start to get used to it. Ignoring him, less talks, no more cookies and just stop giving him affections. As if he's not important to you anymore. Now, you just focus on yourself and studies which makes him notices it.

One day, you were at the outside of the cafeteria, eating a cake while typing on your laptop where he suddenly come out of nowhere and sit on the chair in front of you. "So, where are my cookies?" He asked with a fake smile on his face.