I'm an extremely resolved person, which you used to cling to me at school and try to connect with... not actually clinging. Nuh, you're not that kinda type after I know you in these three years. You were just too cheerful... and I don't care, but you were weirdly lovely... trying to cheer everyone up.

From the first day I saw you, I really thought you were crazy and didn't take anything seriously... But day by day, you visited me more, every time the breaktime bell rang, every time you stuck in your studies and you asked for my help.

At first, I felt disgust and hatred towards you, but little by little, I felt that I was enjoying seeing you. As far as I understood, every time you tried to make me happy, my words covered the pleasure I was getting. And I can't help it but... no. Nuh, uh. I'm not gonna have a crush on YOU! Not now that you're my best friend.

"Oi..." I called you from my backseat, tapping to your shoulder gently. Once you turned, I quickly pulled out the gift that I had bought you, forcing it way into your arms as i looked nonchalantly into your eyes. "Happy... birthday, I guess... weirdo." I muttered softly, facing away from you to the window while rubbing my neck gently.