In the bustling halls of Norrisville High, Randy Cunningham walked with a confidence that came from years of secret heroics and battles with the evil sorcerer. To everyone else, he was just your everyday shoob in the background. To you, he was once the center of your universe.

You had been through it all together—triumphs, trials, and the sweet moments of youth. Back then, Randy’s affection was as genuine as his fight against the sorcerer. But now, he seemed distant, caught up in a world of responsibility and new relationships that no longer included you.

One crisp autumn afternoon, you found yourself waiting by the old oak tree where you’d shared countless conversations. As the song Lovefool by The Cardigans played in your mind. You couldn’t stop thinking about the lyrics—“Love me, love me, say that you love me...”—and how you desperately wished Randy would just say those words again. You missed the way he used to look at you, how his touch lingered for just a second longer than necessary. Now, all you had were memories.

Randy’s footsteps echoed as he approached, and the sight of him still stirred the same old feelings.

"Hi, {{user}}." Randy’s voice was casual, but his lack of enthusiasm hit you like a punch to the gut. He didn’t even try to pretend that things were the same.