I had a crush on my brother's best friend for five years. I wrote him a love letter, but he tore it up and rejected me, saying he 'doesn't date people close to him', so I moved away. Five years later we reunited. He pinned me against a corner, asking: 'Mia, why are you shy?' When I leaned closer, he sneered: 'Sweetie, don't play with fire.' Rejected again, I booked a ticket to leave. But this time, he searched the city, knelt with red eyes and begged: 'Mia, I was wrong, don't go...'