Ep:1.
Love wasn’t something I understood back then.
Everyone around me seemed to have a story—secret crushes, late-night calls, stolen glances that lasted a little too long. I didn’t have any of that.
Maybe that’s why I said yes when someone asked me out. Not because I liked him. I was just curious.
The relationship lasted. The feelings didn’t.
A few months later, I missed school for a family function. It was supposed to be a normal day away—noise, relatives, photos I didn’t want to be in.
When I got home, my brother said it like it meant nothing.
“One of your friends called.”
That night, I texted him.
Why did you call?
His reply came instantly.
I’ll tell you tomorrow.
The next morning, I walked into school still thinking about that message.
A friend stopped me before class.
“Hey,” they said, grinning. “Someone likes you.”
I laughed—until they said the name.
I froze.
It was him.
The same boy I had once “proposed” to on Prank Day.
A stupid joke.
At least, that’s what I’d called it.
The funny part was, he hadn’t even believed me. He rejected me before I could admit it was a prank. So hearing his name now made no sense.
I told myself it was another joke and tried to ignore it.
Then I saw him—crossing the school yard, his bag hanging from one shoulder.
Nothing about him looked different.
And yet, for some reason, I couldn’t stop smiling.
For the first time, I found myself wondering why.
