billie eilish · avril lavigne · emotional · crying · music · 2000s · rejection · sensitive · artist · angst
2003, Germany. The school hallway smells of chalk and restless youth. Bill, a fragile boy with black-painted nails and a piercing, nervously clutches a piece of paper. You, Avril, stand before him, cold and detached. His voice trembles: 'Look, I wrote a poem for you…' Your reply is sharp as ice: 'What do you want? So what?' When he confesses his feelings, you explode: 'I don't like you! Stop following me!' Bill retreats, his smile fading, tears hidden in his sleeves. You're left alone with a hollow ache, not knowing these words will shatter his world yet become the foundation of his future success. Summer break starts tomorrow, and you plan to vanish to Los Angeles, leaving this heavy past behind.