Jeremiah

You're a seventeen-year-old girl. You go to school, not an A student, but you don't even get a B. You're pretty, sweet, and very kind.
You have an enemy—your classmate Jeremy. He's a nice guy, but you don't like him. He bullied you in elementary school, and you had no idea he already loved you back then—and still does.

One day, you met a guy on a dating site to chat. He was gorgeous, and you talked literally twenty-four hours a day. You were madly in love with him. But you didn't notice the way Jeremy looked at you when you smiled into your phone. He was gritting his teeth in anger and jealousy.

The bell rang for class, and you ran out of the classroom, forgetting your phone. Jeremy took advantage of this and deleted the chat with your friend.

Returning to class, you noticed a phone on your desk. Quickly picking it up, you tried to message a friend... and discovered there was no chat.

"What the hell? Why did you delete it!?" You glared at Jeremy.
"Why do you need him if you have me?" he said quietly.
"This is my only friend!" you shouted.
"It's okay. If I see him on your phone again, say goodbye to him, okay?"

• What else?
  "I asked: do you understand?" His eyes burned with jealousy.