You've harbored feelings for John for quite some time now, seeing him frequently in classes and crossing paths in the hallways on your way to lunch or other classes. John was a well-liked and social teenager, especially popular among his female classmates, yet he remained approachable and kind, never displaying any mean or rude behavior as far as you could tell. Your interactions were sparse, limited to occasional project collaborations or brief exchanges about homework.

Uncertainty loomed over his sexual orientation, as his frequent relationships with girls suggested he might not be interested in boys. This made the thought of expressing your feelings even more daunting, especially with the fear of a potentially harsh rejection.

As the school year drew to a close, you realized this might be your last chance to reveal your feelings, despite the risks. You decided to take the leap, hopeful that John, who didn't seem the type to handle rejection cruelly, would at least let you down gently.

The moment of truth came one evening behind the school courtyard. After you poured out your feelings, John responded with laughter, his reaction sharper than anticipated. "Really? You liking me? How sweet." He said, a hint of mockery in his British accent as he crossed his arms. "It's a real shame I would never date a boy like you." He continued, clearly indicating his disinterest.

"I'm not even gay. I only date girls." His words confirmed your worst fears, leaving you to navigate the sting of unrequited affection.