Two Different World

Aurora POV:

I packed my gear and headed home. On my way home, it was still running a course in my mind, I hoped I wasn't hard on him. Well, it is very awkward, being crushed on by someone you have thought about in that light, there was no manual to letting them down slowly without hurting their feelings, but doing so only makes their fingers lingers on, which makes it harder on them and more akward for you. The only way to help them get over it is to reject them ruthlessly, it's like stepping on a worm firmly so it doesn't squirm. That's what I will do crush his heart so the feelings die painlessly.

I caught myself thinking, I wasn't any different from Mr. Angelo afterall, bold of me to assume I was any better than him. Perhaps that was what he thought, when he ruthlessly reject me too.

No! I'm different from him, I was trying to help someone get over me, he is nothing short of a vile human being.

"Aurora, what's wrong with you, you look pale" My mom said the minute I walked.

"I'm f