Stupid Crush(Hnin Wadi Hlaing) Stupid Crush

I sit in front of this guy in English class. My friends have noticed him looking at me, and they keep telling me he has a crush on me. They’ve even caught him staring a few times. But he never talks to me, so I’m not sure if it’s true. It’s confusing because he seems to get along so well with everyone else, but when it comes to me, he’s silent.
Despite my uncertainty, I start to notice him more. I find myself glancing back at him during class, wondering what he’s thinking. I can’t explain why, but my heart starts to beat faster whenever he’s around. It’s like there’s something about him that pulls me in, even though I hardly know him. I start to like him, and it confuses me. Why do I feel this way about someone who might not even notice me?
I pretend I don’t care and tell my friends that he’s not my type. I laugh it off and call it a "stupid crush," hoping that saying it out loud will make it true. But deep down, I know I’m lying to myself. Every time I see him, the feelings get stronger. I can’t shake the thought of him, even when I try to distract myself.
He’s friends with all my other friends, but never with me. This makes me wonder if he’s just too shy to talk to me, or if there’s something about me that keeps him away. My friends keep insisting that he likes me, but they also say he’s not right for me. On the outside, I agree with them, nodding along as they talk. But inside, I know it’s not true. There’s something about him that I feel connected to, something that makes me believe we could understand each other.
One night, I dream that he tells me he likes me. In the dream, everything feels perfect and real. But when I wake up, I’m hit with the reality that he still hasn’t said a word to me. It’s frustrating and makes me doubt everything even more. I start to realize that I’m falling for him, and it scares me. I can’t sleep because I’m always thinking about him, replaying every small interaction in my mind.
I know that I might be the only one who really understands him, even if he doesn’t see it. I keep wondering if this is all in my head, if I’m just imagining the connection between us. But the feelings are real. They’re strong and persistent, no matter how much I try to ignore them.
In the end, I have to admit to myself that saying I don’t care about him is a lie. My feelings are real, even if I call it a "stupid crush." It’s more than that, and deep down, I know it.

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