Hooked!
For the first time, i failed miserably to read someone.
Years ago, he'd keep trailing behind his crush and would take every opportunity to impress her. He participated in a dance competition, only to spend some more time with her. Heck, he even left his examination because the girl had injured her knee. He literally had warned every boy to never flirt with her, because she was his love. Now love is a big word. If he used it, it probably gave the deepness of love he carried. Even my feelings for him was not exactly love. More than crush, but not love.