not really rejection but still hit as hard
>be me, 13
>play a metric fuckton of halo
>play halo 3 once it comes out
>made a couple of good friends through xbox live, 3 of which I met in person because they so convienently lived close to me
>one of them is some girl
>is essentially me, sharing the same shitty tastes in games, anime, hell, even literature and is a month or so older
>we keep in touch and eventually meet a couple times
>2 year timeskip, lose nearly all other online friends to real life
>get evicted from apartment because it needs to be renovated
>move into a somewhat nicer house, in a different school district though>incidentally, it's hers
>ask parents to enroll me there, as she's the only friend I'll have there
>fastfoward to 2nd semester of junior year
>we're extremely close, almost siblings
>at least if she wasn't fucking leading me
>there was certainly some sort of romantic tension, I can't have been imagining it
>just texting each other one night, conversing upon such mundane matters
>she asks me for some advice
>what for, I ask her
>What would you do if you liked somebody a lot anon?
>who is this somebody, I reply
>Well anon, there's this girl I like...
She forgot about me as soon as we left high school.
I don't think I've ever loved somebody like that or ever will again.
>be me, 13
>play a metric fuckton of halo
>play halo 3 once it comes out
>made a couple of good friends through xbox live, 3 of which I met in person because they so convienently lived close to me
>one of them is some girl
>is essentially me, sharing the same shitty tastes in games, anime, hell, even literature and is a month or so older
>we keep in touch and eventually meet a couple times
>2 year timeskip, lose nearly all other online friends to real life
>get evicted from apartment because it needs to be renovated
>move into a somewhat nicer house, in a different school district though>incidentally, it's hers
>ask parents to enroll me there, as she's the only friend I'll have there
>fastfoward to 2nd semester of junior year
>we're extremely close, almost siblings
>at least if she wasn't fucking leading me
>there was certainly some sort of romantic tension, I can't have been imagining it
>just texting each other one night, conversing upon such mundane matters
>she asks me for some advice
>what for, I ask her
>What would you do if you liked somebody a lot anon?
>who is this somebody, I reply
>Well anon, there's this girl I like...
She forgot about me as soon as we left high school.
I don't think I've ever loved somebody like that or ever will again.
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