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Daniel was my real boyfriend.
That night on Valentine's Day, I did give Jason a hand-copied copy of Shakespeare's sonnets, accompanied Horace to take the Ferris wheel, and finally went to the supermarket with Daniel.
All these were reasonable.
I had a crush on Daniel since I was in grade 10.
At that time, I just transferred from another city. I hadn't yet adapted to the learning environment here, so I failed the first month's exam.
As a result, my teacher asked Daniel, my desk-mate, to tutor me in my studies. He and I would do homework in the classroom for a half hour after school.
I recalled the calm, cool look in Daniel's eyes, his gentle voice as he carefully explained the math problems, the coffee he handed me when I was sleepy, and the considerate way he stopped to wait for me in the dim corridor.
There were countless moments when I fell in love with him.
When I was about to tell him about it, Daniel became my brother in name.