This story is the gashing of the teeth and the gnawing of the mouth for me. Or however the fuck you spell those ancient English words. I'm ESL.
OK so I enrolled in elementary school when I was 6. By the time I was 7 my parents had befriended parents of the kids at school and I didn't really befriend anyone. So I went to some play dates and some shit but it never seemed to work out in my favor because I was am and always will be Asperger's Syndrome, except for one person. Laura was my childhood friend. My brain is fucking fried because the only things I remember are events at school since those were more emotional for me than events outside, even hanging out with Laura.
Like I remember being dropped off at her home and shit but I don't remember our friendship as it is. Insane tbh, I must be some kind of giga schizo. I just remember a time that we were playing with magnetic toys,, dunno what they're called, and I won and I was like "now your toys are mine" and "those are da r00ls" and she cried for her daddy and her daddy showed up and I gave them back but it was funny and I remember it because it was extremely amusing.
Anyways one time Laura got serious and asked me if I wanted to be her boyfriend and I rejected her.
I'M NOT GAY.
With that out of the way. We were both 11. I hadn't had my sexual awakening yet. Looking at what she did, she obviously had hers.
I just kinda said no because "being a boyfriend sounds like a lot of work".
WHAT A FUCKING FOOL.
I ONLY WISH THE FOOL EATING LION FROM THE FABLE HAD DEVOURED ME RIGHT THEN AND THERE.
Anyways, she kinda ended the hanging out there and we never hung out again. And I paid no mind to it really.
Some months later, I started getting bullied for not getting along with girls and my bully would blow me kisses to imply I was a disgusting faggot.
Even later, I would see Laura at our middle school with her boyfriend and it... hurt? Was I jealous? Looking back, I definitely was, it's just hard to justify not looking at me like some cuck POV NTR doujin MC after all the stunts I pulled.
It's been 12 years and I'm still a KHHV. Fucking... imagine that. Laura is an accomplished professional in her field and I don't want to know whether she's single or she met her twin flame. Meanwhile, it's 8 PM and I am procrastinating on my studies and writing a whole fucking essay on how I didn't get to have sex with Laura. It's a mad world out there.