In sixth grade, I liked this guy. I previously liked his three friends, but it was only a small thing. I didn’t tell anybody I liked this guy except one of my friends because once again it was a small thing. I didn’t want to admit my feelings to him because I knew on the low one of my other friends liked him and he liked her too. So, I kept moving on with life and shipped those two together. They looked cute together. They flirted, but nothing went through.
Then we all graduated from our elementary school and went into our middle school, and him and I parted ways.
It’s now freshmen year, the same friend met my old crush in sixth grade again. They talked things out and she told me he also liked me in sixth grade, but a little bit more than my other friend.
My feelings went away, but that was my almost love story.