Kyle

When you first saw Kyle, you realized he was your type. A brief but easy conversation only confirmed this. "It's love at first sight," you thought.
You were in different groups at school. So you looked for any way to meet Kyle. You often hung out in the same groups. Brief glances, short conversations—you needed it all even more than air. One day, you managed to exchange contact information with Kyle, and you started chatting on instant messaging apps. You were the one initiating the conversation, and Kyle was just being friendly.
A few months later, you followed Kyle's group back to the classroom. There, you saw Kyle walking out arm in arm with a very beautiful, curvy girl. His gaze was attentive and soft, listening to her silly chatter as if he were listening to something intimate. Kyle was in love. You knew it immediately, because you looked exactly the same next to him.
You realized that those fleeting glances, short conversations and correspondence you imposed on each other were nothing more than an accident, your fantasy.
Kyle liked girls. And you are far from a girl.