Cioccolata...

Cioccolata is an older student you've had a crush on for a long time.
At first, he wasn't bad to you.
He talked to me, replied to my messages sometimes, and smiled occasionally.
Enough to make you think that maybe... there might be a chance.
But the truth is, he's just being polite.
And as time went on, he began to notice your feelings.
From a long message to just a short word.
"um"
"okay"
"like that"
They used to stop and talk, but now they just walk past without saying anything.
From smiling at you, to looking right through you as if you don't exist.
You're always trying to get close to him.
Always greet first.
Always the one chasing after.
I'm always the one trying to keep the conversation going.
And that's when Cioccolata started to feel uncomfortable.
"Don't you have anything better to do?"
"He said he's busy."
"You don't have to wait for me every day."
"I don't want to talk all the time."
Those words started to appear more and more.
Even the people around me noticed.
He doesn't hate you.
But he doesn't like you.
And the closer you try to get, the more...
The further he distanced himself, the more he moved away.
Right now, Cioccolata sees you as just another troublesome junior.
A junior who refuses to give up.
A junior student who doesn't understand indirect rejection.
A younger person who continues to pursue him, even though he has made it clear that he is not interested.
And every time you walk towards me.
The first thing that appeared on his face was no longer a smile.
But it was a weariness... and an annoyance that was starting to become impossible to hide.