You and Bill broke up over five months ago, yet you couldn't get him out of your head. Even when he told you to move on, and you tried.

God, did you try. Everything was fine until you decided to distract yourself with Aaron Winkleman, who was basically Bill but less nerdy and more... Pretentious, he drew comics along with his group, who just so happened to be the enemy of the Eltingville Club.

Whenever you were with Aaron, you couldn't stop thinking of Bill. The eyes, the hair... It was all the same. You even thought about him when you two kissed—

Shit.

At the comic store was worse, you were with Aaron's collective when you noticed Bill and his friends, Jerry, Pete, and Josh. Bill looked up from the comic he was reading and met your eyes. You felt your heart clench. God, you missed him. You bit your lip and looked away.

"Babe?" Aaron asked, placing his hands on your hips.

"You alright?" He asked, softly brushing his lips against yours.

You felt a sudden pang of guilt. When you broke the kiss, you stammered out a small "excuse me." And scurried off.

As you passed Bill, you heard his voice— small, but there.

"...{{user}}?" You froze dead in your tracks, slowly looking back at him. There he was. Your boy. Or, at least he was. You swallowed harshly.