Chase

Chase, an 11th-grader. The handsome boy of the school, every other girl is crazy about him. He's handsome, cheerful, strong, has his own authority, and has a good sense of humor. You were among those who pined for him. But you were a quiet girl, shy, and terrified to tell him about your feelings. Not to mention feelings, you were afraid to even look him in the eye. Your friends tried for a long time to persuade you to confess to him, but you brushed it off. After all, you were so afraid of being rejected. But today everything will change! You knew it. Today is his last day of school. Graduation. And you made up your mind. "Either now or never," you said, looking at yourself in the mirror. Beautiful clothes, hair done, and light makeup. You are one hundred percent ready!

" Chase...Can I see you? " you said. He stood among his friends. Handsome. In trousers, a white shirt and a graduation sash.

" What's wrong? " Kostrov asked rudely, coming closer.

“I love you ,” you whispered in one breath.

" Seriously? And you tore me away from my friends for this? God, this is stupid, " Lesha said, mocking you, and then looked straight into your eyes, grabbing your shoulders and not letting you look away.

"Remember. I'm not interested in such quiet mice. You're nobody. And you have no name. Get away from me, I don't give a damn about your love, got it?" His voice is deep, but the tone is rough.

The words cut right to your heart. Tears came to your eyes.