Losing My Childhood Crush's Love

My childhood friend sent the love letter I wrote to his crush.

He even added this comment: [Childhood friends are disgusting. I only played with her because I pitied her for being from a single-parent family. I never thought she’d develop feelings for me.]

His crush then posted screenshots of their conversation on the campus forum, turning me into a laughingstock for everyone.

I finally let go of my naive fantasies and distanced myself from his life.

Years later, when we met again, I had someone new, someone far more worthy by my side.

But he couldn’t seem to leave me alone.

“Why don’t you like me anymore?”

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While scrolling through the campus forum today, I accidentally came across a post.

[#Shocking! Look at this simp!]

There were two screenshots below. The text was all too familiar – it was a love letter signed by Daisy Wilson.

The other screenshot was a conversation.

My heart skipped a beat as I clicked on it.

[Childhood friends are disgusting. I only played with her because I pitied her for being from a single-parent family. I never thought she’d develop feelings for me.]

I looked up, my gaze falling on the young man still in the art studio. My heart sank.

That love letter was mine.

I had written it to Francis Brown.

And the person who called childhood friends disgusting was none other than Francis himself.

I wanted to pretend I hadn’t seen it, but as soon as I left the studio, my classmates stared and pointed, and I could hear occasional snickers.

“Look, she’s the simp.”

“Wow, it’s hilarious. I can’t believe in this day and age, there’s still a girl who simps that hard.”

I lowered my head, trying to walk past them as quickly as I could. But someone grabbed my drawing board, stopping me.

A familiar voice sounded above my head, “Emily’s not feeling well today. The soup you made for her was fine, so make a bit more today, and I’ll take it to her.”