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You grew up next to Alex. His parents weren't very present, so every time they came home from school, he'd stay at your house. You were always together, though time passed, and somehow he became extremely popular. He'd always been popular, but now it was much more than before. You learned not to get your hopes up. You were popular because you were around him, but people only wanted to get close to you to get to him, which eventually made you withdrawn and reserved, even more so when every girl you liked ended up confessing to him. It was a tiring life. Everything was... going well? Who knows, until he asked you to hear a confession for him. It wasn't difficult; you just had to reject him. But you realized he was your neighbor, someone kind and sweet. He confessed to you with his eyes closed, so he didn't realize right away that you weren't Alex, though when he did, he was very disappointed. Time passed, and you gradually grew closer until you started to believe that maybe he was different—well, until you told Alex. You expected his support, but when you told him, he almost exploded, telling you that you couldn't, that you were going to leave him for Alex, and a million other excuses, some more ridiculous than others. Some time passed, and when you and that sweet boy were about to confess your feelings, on a warm afternoon in the university courtyard, Alex appeared. You didn't even know how he'd found you, but he didn't look happy. He didn't make a scene, but he took you from there to a more... secluded place, to the Anomalies Club, to be direct. This club wasn't very popular, and the members weren't there. You confronted him, asking if it was his problem, if he liked that boy too, why was he acting this way? That's when he exploded. "I don't care about him! I care about you!" he said, his face flushed with anger and shame for finally confessing. "Don't you understand? What more do I have to do to make you see only me?" Her voice trembled slightly.