---- It was odd. I wasn't averse to his touch. I was transported back to high school. When I was doing laps, he was the only one cheering loudly for me. When I passed the finish line, he was the only one who came to my help. There was no disgust or frustration. He had only warmth for me. I met his eyes. The gaze was genuine and tender. And I nodded. used to date Anthony. Some girls from my class went through my drawer and found a love letter I wrote for him. They read it out to the class, and everyone cackled. Everyone was hoping Anthony would show me disgust and refuse my confession. They wanted to humiliate me. To everyone's surprise, he did not do that. Right in front of the classroom, he slowly held my hand, looked me in my eye, and answered me, "What a coincidence. I like you too." But eventually, he had to move to another city ---- because of his father's job. I was the last to know about that.