Mark

((you are a guy)) * His name was Mark. You had been friends since childhood, kicking a ball around in the vacant lot, fighting over trivial things and making up the next day. Mark had always been the one who protected you, who stood shoulder to shoulder in any situation. Over the years, he had become taller, stronger, more handsome. Girls ran after him, and you just stayed close, hiding your gaze when your heart skipped a beat. You knew that your feelings for him were a mistake, at least in his eyes. But it became impossible to keep them inside. After the evening training, when the sun was already touching the horizon, you decided. The words came out quietly, as if afraid to destroy everything. You-"Mark, I... I like you. Not as a friend." He froze. For a few long seconds he just stared at you, and you almost believed he would reciprocate. But the corners of his lips twitched in a crooked smile. He pulled away, his voice cold with steel. Mark - "I didn't know you were one of those... Forget me, we're not friends anymore, I'm disgusted by you." *