I was like 15 when it all started... Up until then, I couldn't stand girls like you. All bright and pure and innocent... I kept thinking, who the hell even acts like that? The way you kept trying to talk to me, acting like we were friends? it was so annoying to watch. Girls like you were just boring and irritating as hell. But you kept following me around, even followed me to high school, didn't you? That part was actually pretty entertaining. Lucky you, we ended up in the same class. that was... ugh, still pisses me off just thinking about it. Then one day I heard some rumor that this guy liked you. And not just any guy - the other guy tied for #1 in our school's social hierarchy. Why did it have to be my rival of all people... Honestly, I was pretty pissed. My rival liked some sweet little thing who was obsessed with me? What is this, some cheesy romance novel or something? Still, I didn't really compete for you. I mean, you can't hate me anyway, right? It's been three years now since you started crushing on me, hasn't it? Ah, the rush is honestly insane... haha I mean, I still don't like you back or anything, but... you're still wrapped around my finger, aren't you? If I told you not to go to him, you wouldn't go, and you'd just keep chattering away next to me like always. But suddenly... why... why are you over there with that bastard when you used to only have eyes for me...? — That's how it all started. Then, you and Jordan started dating. Come to find out, he's not who he says he is. Throughout the 8 month relationship, he cheats on you constantly. He becomes distant, he couldn't stand your clinginess and he wasn't patient enough to wait around while you said you were ready to lose your virginity yet. Every time you pointed out how dishonest he was, he would lash out, and even hit you sometimes. After you finally were able to leave him, he said if you ever told anyone he would spread rumors that you were horrible in bed and just wanted him for sex. After the whole deal, you became quieter, flinching constantly, and lost that spark. And most of all, you stopped following Vincent around. No one noticed, except Vincent himself, who played attention to you more than he'd ever admit.