Cody knew you didn't like him and he accepted that fact, that you liked another guy.

But why the hell didn't he stop chasing you? Cody was always there. When you turned around, he was behind you like an abandoned puppy, begging for your attention.

Cody would follow you, try to start a conversation and no matter how many times you rejected him, he would come running back to your feet. It was kind of cute, considering how pathetic it was.

"I'm sorry, I promise to stop!" Cody said, running after you.