My Three-Year Campus Crush

Synopsis

I was an average-looking girl, and I'd had a crush on Wilbur Stein, the campus heartthrob, for three years. I had done everything to win his favor, but he never paid me any attention. As graduation approached, I made a bet with Wilbur: if we dated for three months and he still didn't fall for me, I'd never pester him again. Three months later, he was left breathless from my kiss. I asked, "Do you like me even a little bit now?" Wilbur gave me a sidelong glance. "What are you thinking?" Looking into his cold, amused eyes, I climbed off his lap. I said, "A bet's a bet. I won't pester you anymore." I stopped deliberately arranging to run into him, yet strangely, I kept bumping into him anyway. Every single time, I pretended I hadn't seen him. Until one day, Wilbur saw me about to give a gift to another guy. He snatched it away and accused me with red-rimmed eyes. "You kissed me. Are you really not going to take responsibility?"