The following weeks were a blur of pain and confusion. Ethan felt like he was living in a dream, a nightmare where his hopes and dreams were shattered into a million pieces. He tried to focus on his studies, to distract himself with friends and activities, but the image of Liam and his girlfriend, their hands intertwined, their laughter echoing in the hallways, haunted him.
He felt like a fool, a lovesick puppy chasing after a dream that was never meant to be. He had been so naive, so foolish to think that Liam might feel the same way.
He started avoiding Liam, his heart too heavy to face him, to see the happiness in his eyes, the way he looked at his girlfriend with a love that Ethan could only dream of. He retreated into himself, his days filled with a dull ache that refused to go away.
One night, Ethan found himself wandering the campus, the moon casting long shadows on the pavement. He walked past the old oak tree, its branches reaching out like gnarled fingers, a silent witness to his heartbreak.
He sat down on the steps, his head resting on his knees, tears silently streaming down his face. He felt so lost, so alone. He didn't know what to do, how to move on.
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Maybe This Time
Short Story"Maybe This Time" is a heartwarming story about two young boys, Ethan and Liam, whose friendship blossoms into a love that they are too afraid to acknowledge. Their journey is a poignant exploration of first love, the complexities of coming to terms...
