He's everything I'm not. He's popular with lots of friends and love interests. I have one friend, and I've never had a boyfriend. He's into sports, and I'm into books and art. We have zero in common, yet I've been secretly in love with him since the first grade until I made the mistake of tutoring him. He made me believe I was special. I wasn't. He destroyed me. I never wanted to see him again. Four years later, I have no choice but to tutor him again, but he doesn't know who I am.