One day in class, I was looking at the boy who got my attention before. I found myself unable to talk to him, and looked away every time we accidentally made eye contact.

After school, when he was standing at the intersection again, his friend walked towards me. I got nervous because the boy was looking at us. His friend asked me where they could find the nearest supermarket on the path the boy took.

I didn't know that, because I had never been anywhere near that path. Already feeling sorry for the fact that I couldn't help the boy, even though it was such a small thing, I had to tell his friend that I had no idea.