I couldn’t do this anymore. I stood there in front of him, shaking as I gathered up all of my courage and asked, “Do you hate me?” He gives me a skeptical look. “Of course not.” He looks into my eyes with those beautiful brown of his, the ones no one had ever bothered to notice except me. “You’re always so kind to me.” Those words shot through my heart like an arrow. Tears started to spill down my somber cheeks. “Then why are you always so cruel to me?” I whispered.