The friend zone is the worst place to ever be in ever.

[Rev. Rye]

Well, about a year ago, I was crushing on a girl who was in my school, and we met on Tuesdays (the only time our schedules met.) She was a girl with a blonde pixie cut and no shoes. We even exchanged a few stories. She even allowed me to take a picture of her feet. As someone with a foot fetishist, it's pretty rare for me to get a positive response from girls; part of me wishes I could finally get my foot fetishist leaflet published. But then, I told her I liked her and I asked to exchange email addresses with her. She was kind of shocked by this, and when she emailed me, I could tell why. She told me she was gay. As such, this thing was doomed from the start. We were on good terms for the rest of the semester, and I like to think we were good friends, but, after the semester's end, we met exactly twice. We only spoke once and, even then, it didn't last long. I hope we can at least start our friendship again someday.