It was the first day of school, he looked at her and his eyes lit up like the stars. He knew from that day forward that he wanted her. Sure, she's three years older than him, but that doesn't mean there's no hope, right? He thinks she's beautiful. She doesn't even look at him. He watches her in the hallways, never attempting to talk to her. She doesn't notice. Her eyes are set on someone else, someone who she talks to and makes her laugh. Someone her age. They met five years ago, they dated but now that's over. She still loves that someone. And that someone is no longer interested. She knows that, but she still loves him. Now he's a freshman and she's a junior. But at least they're both in high school now. The bad thing? His infatuation has grown stronger. And it's becoming a problem.