We all have that one memory—the first time our heart skipped a beat for someone. It was innocent, unexpected, and a little confusing, like catching a breeze you didn’t know was coming.
This is the story of my first crush. I didn’t know what it was at the time, only that something about this person made my world feel just a little bit different. A little more exciting. A little more… fluttery.
I was in first grade when I started having a crush on someone—but it was something I kept completely hidden… until now. No one ever knew who he was. Or did they? LOL!
He was my classmate. Always neatly dressed, always looking clean. I guess that’s what drew me to him. He just seemed put-together in a way that stood out, even at that age.
But looking back now? I can’t help but laugh. I just want to ask my younger self, “Why him?” Hahaha!
We still saw each other as we got older, crossed paths from time to time—but the feeling was totally gone. It was like, I remember the boy… but I don’t remember the feelings anymore. LOL!
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