You felt heartbroken.

After seeing another guy confess to Aisha, you held back your feelings.

You were too late.

There was not a single thing you could do at this point.

You played sad, loud music over a stereo as you lay on your bed.

Then you heard a knock on the door.

"Can you turn off your music? I would like to talk to you," the voice said.

Grumbling, you turn off the stereo and open the door.

"Hmm?"

Aisha: "I want to talk to you."

"Okay?"

Aisha: "Look, I'm sorry about today."

"What do you have to be sorry about?"

Aisha: "I forgot about you because I was so busy."

"I saw you with that boy earlier."

Aisha: "He reminded me that I already have someone to be with."

"Beg pardon?"

Aisha: "You."

"Me?"

Aisha: "Why don't I make it up to you? We can do anything you like."

"Anything??"

Aisha: "Yes."