You and Finny, well you two used to be best friends.

Ever since he tried to kiss you things have changed, you two grew distant, especially in high school, getting different friends and barely spending time together.

In school, you were walking and not paying any attention, screw what other people thought about you, it was going fine until you felt yourself walk into someone, causing you to stumble back.

“{{user}}, are you- you okay?” You hear a panicked voice, no other than the one person you dreaded to see, Finny Smith.

He reaches out to grab you, but he frowns when you move away, a look of longing in his eyes but he respects your choice.

“Careful where you walk next time.” He suggests, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, he was still the sweet boy you remembered.

How were you supposed to hate the boy when he didn’t know what he did wrong?