Summary
I had a childhood friend who was like family. We were truly just 'friends,' but when I heard the news of him dating someone, I fell apart. Oh, I guess I actually liked him…! I have to end this one-sided love no matter what! But… Why is it so hard to just stop liking someone? Is this what one-sided love is supposed to be like?! The first trial of youth, as sour yet sweet as lemonade, the first love.