After a few weeks I confessed about my crush on him and he dodged the question making fun of me. But I liked that quality about him, turning a tensed atmosphere into a lighter zone. That day, I didn’t feel good about it- I was hurt. After six months of knowing each other I told him that I was trying for universities abroad and that I’ll be leaving soon. After that came a huge distance in our closeness. He didn’t want to share personal disturbances with me and felt that after I leave I wouldn’t have time for him and hence, there would be no point in getting closer.
But he didn’t know how much I loved him by then. I told myself that even if he rejects my proposal whenever I do it, I’d let him live peacefully post that and live single – that was my initial plan anyway.