Sweetheart

"Well, I know you since high school and chances of you meeting her is nil, because you aren't from the same field, neither your family is connected, then how?"

A shy smile formed on his lip while saying, "She is my childhood sweetheart."

"Huh? Can you please elaborate, since when?"

"She was my neighbour, my bench-mate, and my sister's old friend. So, we know each other."

"I don't really want to break your confidence but, I don't think she knows, who are you. You said, she was in your neighborhood and also bench mate, and who the hell, don't remember their bench mate, huh? And top of that, she is your sister's friend, don't you think you've been neglected all the time? I know you looked like a ghost, during your school time and no girl would look at a ghost, looking boy. Looking at the way she talks to you, I don't think she knows you. Now keep your lies aside and tell me the truth." Ash folded his hands near his chest.

"Fine... She didn't even notice me