Tom Kaulitz

The loud laughter of your classmates and the quiet whispers of people around you. You sat in the gym and looked at the floor, your hair covering your face. Your heart sank painfully from the tears inside you. You were jealous, and this jealousy was stronger than any other. You and Tom had been friends since the fourth grade. He showed signs of affection for you, but you didn't notice it. And then this fall, you realized that your friendship was developing into strong feelings. You realized that you were in love with him. Every time he looked at you, your soul felt warm. You wanted to hug him, lay his head on your chest, and stroke his hair.
But now everything has changed. After summer break, you were ready to confess your feelings to him. When you came to school, you gave him a homemade gift, and he smiled and thanked you and hugged you. He didn't even know how happy you were. Then classes began, long and boring, and when they ended, he approached you shyly and happily, confessing that he was now dating your classmate. You barely managed a smile and congratulated him, although your chest was clenching.
A week passed, then another—you were drifting further and further apart, and it was painful. You'd glance at them and think: why her and not me? You tried to ignore them, but that only made things worse.
Here's the last lesson - physical education -. You sat down on the bench next to your friend. His girlfriend rested her head on his chest, and he hugged her and pressed her to him. You felt a pang of jealousy and shifted. His gaze grew heavier, and you lowered your head.