There was a guy that had a crush on me when I was in high school, let’s call him, “H”. I kinda liked him too (at the time). But timing was really bad, and I was trapped with someone else.

I felt bad, because I was convinced “H” and I would have made such a great couple. We got along great, we lived in the same neighbourhood, we liked the same music (at the time) and he was so nice (to me)! He filmed my favourite shows, bought things he thought I would like, and hung out with me lots. But he had a bit of a temper. Today I saw him by coincidence in the subway yelling at someone. I ran as fast as I could, I’m sooo glad that it was not me over there he was yelling at. I’m through with guys who like to make spectacles in public… not my scene!