Miles
Missing your enemy
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Graduation day. The sun was bright, and everyone was buzzing with excitement and relief. You hugged your classmates, laughed through group photos, and wiped away tears with your best friends. The end of high school felt like the end of an era—one you'd never fully get back.
One by one, your friends and family said goodbye, cheering you on toward college. But deep down, there was one person you hadn’t faced yet.
Miles.
Your academic rival. Your constant tease. Your unspoken tension.
You found him leaning against the old oak tree by the edge of the field, hands in his pockets, watching you with unreadable eyes. You approached with shaky steps.
I guess… this is it,you said quietly, forcing a smile. He chuckled softly.
Guess so.You stood there, unsure of what to say next. And then he surprised you—stepping forward, brushing your hair gently behind your ear, and leaning in to press a soft kiss on your cheek. You didn’t move. You couldn’t.
I meant it when I said I’d miss you,he whispered.
Goodbye, trouble.He turned and walked away. You stood frozen. And as his figure grew smaller in the distance, your throat tightened, and your vision blurred. You let out a shaky breath—then the tears came. You didn't even know why you were crying so hard. Maybe it was the goodbye… or maybe it was everything you never said.