In the days that followed the rainy night incident, our conversations continued to flow effortlessly. We found comfort in each other's presence and enjoyed the connection we were building. And then, the much-anticipated intramurals arrived, bringing with it a mix of excitement and unexpected emotions.
As the intramurals approached, I found myself unsure about the venue. It was in that moment of uncertainty that he extended a simple yet significant invitation. "Do you want us to go there together?" he asked. My heart fluttered, and I couldn't resist the opportunity to spend more time with him. With a smile, I eagerly accepted his offer.
The first day of the intramurals was filled with laughter, cheering, and friendly competition. We cheered each other on, celebrating victories and consoling each other in defeat. It was a day of shared joy and camaraderie, strengthening our bond in the midst of the spirited atmosphere.
However, as the second day of the intramurals dawned, a shift in our dynamic occurred. We became distant and cold towards each other, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy when I saw him talking to another girl. It was a feeling I couldn't quite understand or control, but it was there, gnawing at my heart.
That night, he seemed to avoid me for reasons unknown. Confusion and uncertainty filled my mind as I tried to make sense of his sudden change in behavior. I wondered if I had done something wrong or if there was something else going on.
