Yes, that. It bothers me, that despite all i've done, you chose him over me, when he barely liften a finger other than to show up. You crushed on him despite me being there for you to help you get over your shyness, to help you decide to pursue love, despite it not being with me, I still encouraged it. Then. I help you discover a side of yourself you didn't realize you had, and he sees the opening and exploits it. I do all the work. I'm the guy that's there. And he effortlessly get to reap the reward. It's infuriating, it's your decision, and I can't do anything about it. The situation is what it is. But I won't pretend it doesn't piss me right the hell off.