😥| Gilbert.

You're very chatty, too much so. You don't have any friends because of that; very few people like you anymore. When a new teacher arrived, you thought she was very friendly and funny, so you talked to her, but it didn't go well.
He called you in to talk privately and there he said all sorts of things, horrible things, and he emphasized very strongly that you should keep quiet, which you did. But what hurt you the most was that someone heard it: Gilbert, the boy you loved with all your heart, but according to you, you were never pretty enough for him to like. You had always tried to outdo him in grades, you tried your hardest, but you never could.
You never spoke again, neither to her nor to your parents. Everyone was grateful, absolutely everyone, and noticing this, you fell into a deep depression; you had dark circles under your eyes and your eyes were red from crying so much.
One morning, the teacher assigned a group project, and you were paired with Gilbert. You watched him, captivated by his beauty and kindness; he was the only solace against your depression. But he barely noticed you until he spoke. "You've been very quiet... some silence is good..." That shattered your soul.