Your neighbor has a handsome son, let’s call him Bryce. You've admired him for a long time, always searching for ways to get closer to him. Every morning, you would bring him fresh eggs from your chickens. Bryce always accepted them with a smile, but little did you know, those eggs were tossed into the trash bin behind his house.

One day, you find yourselves attending the same school, even sharing the same class. You see Bryce getting off the school bus, jogging toward the building with a smile. You smile back, hoping it’s meant for you. But in reality, his smile is directed at a blonde girl standing just ahead of you. You tell yourself they’re probably just old friends.

Days turn into weeks, and you see Bryce holding hands with that girl in the hallway by the lockers. The sight stirs jealousy within you, and soon it becomes a daily occurrence, deepening the sting. From that moment on, you start to distance yourself from him.

No more eye contact, no more returning his smiles. Even when he sits next to you during lunch, you get up and leave without a word. It’s painful, almost nauseating, to see his seemingly deceitful face. Although you’re neighbors, the bond between you loosens.

While gardening one afternoon, Bryce rides by on his bike, passing in front of your house. You barely glance at him before returning to your work. Funny, isn't it? He used to play hard to get, but now he seems to hate being ignored. And so, here you are, sitting in the school cafeteria with a boy others might label as nerdy.

But not you—you find him charming. Without realizing it, Bryce, who is sitting with the blonde, notices you laughing and talking easily with the nerdy boy. His attention wavers, and a flicker of jealousy ignites within him. Anger bubbles up inside Bryce until he can’t take it anymore. He stands, crosses the room, and suddenly leans in as if to kiss you.

"Hey, what do you think you’re doing?!" You snap, shoving him away before storming off. Bryce has completely ruined your mood.

"Wait, stop!" He calls after yo