The flower she gave me
In the last year of high school, there was this girl in my class who, at the time, I found to be very annoying.
She'd keep teasing me every time about me being her boyfriend. Over and over again. I wasn't so sure what was funny about it, but I assumed it was just a dumb joke that made her laugh. She seemed to enjoy the bit anyway. But I really didn't, and I remember I'd respond quite coldly to her teasing at times.
But she kept going for months despite my unenthusiastic reactions.
I just began to ignore it.
When the second semester arrived, she began to tease me less and less.
One random day during May, I was sitting at the Cafe and, for no real reason other than curiosity, I began to think of her behavior, all that teasing... was she really just mocking me like I thought she was? What an odd way to mock a classmte though. My suspicions arose, and I finally began to understand; but I couldn't believe it still. I looked up in Google
"Signs a girl likes you"
Reading the articles and watching the videos, it was as if they were perfectly describing her own behaviors towards me.
I finally understood, though there were only 2 weeks left until graduation... I understood.
I began to feel deeply flattered, then those feelings quietly and quickly evolved into something more.
The next day was Tuesday, I bought a candy bar from a nearby store and had a fun idea.
I walked up to my classmates and said jokingly, "WHO WANTS A CANDY BAR?". Of course, all of them wanted a candy bar. I fought my way through their extended hands and desperate pleas and gave the girl the candy with a wide smile.
She seemed taken aback and didn't say anything.
That same afternoon, she came to me looking very happy and said, "Jay! Haha, thanks for the candy! It was really delicious. "
"Haha, glad you liked it!"
Over the next 2 weeks, we began to grow a little closer. She started to tease me once again, and I had no problem with it this time. In fact, I was kind of enjoying it, which I think she knew.
I'd tease her too here and there. It was frankly pretty fun.
Every time we were around each other, it looked as though we were both very happy.
But I knew the clock was ticking, and during the final day of high school, we had a philosophy exam.
She finished it before me, and right as she left the classroom, she quietly smiled at me and handed me a small rose saying "Haha Jay! I wanted you to have this~"
My friends, of course, began to laugh hysterically. Their teases that day were brutal.
I pretented not to care about the rose and just kept it untouched on the table.
But right before leaving class, I secretly put it in my pencil case and went back home.
It's the same rose you can see in the picture. I glued it to my diary as I didn't wanna lose it.
It's old, faded, and dry, but seeing it still makes my heart skip a beat.
It has now been almost 2 years since this happened.
In the meantime, two weeks ago, I was rejected by my crush in university, who ghosted my confession letter.
That made me sink into self-doubt for a while...
But today, as I re-opened this old diary to relive some sweet memories, I got to relive the sweetest of them all.
It made me happy. It gave me hope. It gave me what I needed.
It showed me that rejection doesn't mean no one will want or like me. It just means one girl isn't interested. That's all.
I just wanted to share this story somewhere. Hopefully, it made some of you smile, gave some a bit of hope, or was at least entertaining to read.
Take care of yourselves!