"..."
"But after watching you for a while, I really started thinking you were like a wildflower, just growing free and unbothered."
When Jenna said this, Adler quickly covered her mouth, "Alright, that's enough, you don't need to say another word."
Adler had always believed their relationship was a mutual journey, only to find out that all these years, it had been just his own fantasy.
Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes.
Had he been living in a dream this whole time?
Turns out Jenna's cluelessness was the real deal.
"Still, you’ve always been wise beyond your years."
Jenna tugged on Adler's hoodie playfully, "You had a crush on me that early? Why didn't you just come out and say it?"
"I did, but you never seemed to take it seriously."
Jenna was taken aback by this revelation, "You really did?"
"I did!"
"When?"
Jenna couldn’t remember a thing about it.
When did this even happen?
How could she have no memory of it?
Adler jumped in, "I tried to confess to you once on the biggest field on campus. I even brought flowers, but before I could finish, you just took them."
"Oh! Now I remember— it was Teacher’s Day. I thought you brought them for a teacher. I wondered why you were so hesitant. You should’ve been straightforward, like saying you wanted to be my boyfriend. Then I would've got it!"
"I did say it."
"What?"
"Right after you took the flowers, I told you!"
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