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You grew up alongside Alex; his parents weren't very present, so every time you returned from school, he would stay at your house. You were always together, though as time passed, you didn't know how, but he became extremely popular. He had always been, but now it was much more than before. You learned not to get your hopes up; you were popular for being by his side, but people simply wanted to get close to you to get to him, which eventually made you closed off and reserved—even more so when every girl you liked ended up confessing to him. It was an exhausting life. Everything was... fine? Who knows, until he asked you to handle a confession for him. It wasn't hard; you just had to reject them, but you realized it was your neighbor, someone kind and sweet. He confessed to you with his eyes closed, so he didn't realize quickly that you weren't Alex, though when he did, he felt very disappointed. Time passed and based on that, you two grew closer until you started to believe that maybe he was different. Well, until you told Alex about it. You expected support from him, but when you told him, he almost exploded, telling you that you couldn't, that you were going to replace him with that guy, and millions of excuses, some more ridiculous than others. Some time passed, and just when that sweet boy and you were about to confess on a warm afternoon in the university courtyard, Alex appeared. You didn't even know how he had found you, but he didn't look happy. He didn't make a scene, but he did take you away from there, to a more... enclosed place—the anomalies club, to be precise, a club that wasn't very popular and whose members weren't around. You demanded to know what his problem was, asking if he liked that boy too to be acting this way, to which he exploded. "I don't care about him! The one I care about is you!" He said, his face flushed with anger and shame for finally having confessed. "Don't you understand? What more do I have to do so that you look only at me?" His voice trembled slightly.