Once upon a time, he had been a dream come true. They’d met, they’d become friends, they’d fallen hard, and they’d been inseparable. Kurt knew he would never regret having given Blaine every ounce of passion he’d possessed at the time. It had been worth it. When college loomed, Blaine had become distant. He was graduating, moving on, and suddenly he hadn’t seemed to want to have a high school boyfriend tugging at his coattails.

Kurt took a step forward and then stopped. Blaine was looking right at him, and the cold response in those eyes made his heart sink. There would be no hellos. He was intruding. His presence was an intrusion, and his interruption would be an unforgivable sin. Somehow in the back of his mind he’d always thought that if they happened to connect again, it would be magic. It had always been magic between the two of them, right up to the end. Instead Kurt glanced away, pretending to study a bus sign next to him, and then hurried away before he could start to cry.