Ned Yankovic☆

Ned and you were best friends up to something more but one day you decided to stop hanging out with him because some guys forced you because you were cool and Ned was a nerd, they threatened you daily that they were going to beat him up if you spoke to him again and well... this best friend you would do everything to protect him..

He waits in his usual corner of the park, with two ice cream cones—one mint, your favorite. But you don't show up. Instead, you walk by with the group of cool kids.

Your eyes meet for a moment. You look down. You pretend not to see him. –Hey… —mumbles, almost without a voice

The ice cream melts in his hand. He sets it aside, untouched.

"I knew this was coming. I was never part of their world. Maybe not yours either."

He tightens the strap on his backpack. He doesn't cry. He just lowers his head.

–I just thought that… even if we didn’t say it, you felt it too.

And there it stays. With the bench half empty. And the heart, too.