My POV to your story.

After the second test, it was our recess time. As usual, I am on my phone, looking at some boring comics, playing boring games, etc. Eventually, I got bored. I turned off my phone, and put it down. I looked around, and the familiar faces of people faced me. I can hear all the laughing, sounds of people eating their food, and the quiet tap of a pen from those who are still answering their test. My eyes stopped roaming around as I saw you. Like me, you're looking around too. I saw your eyes stopped at this particular person. Your best friend... with her old friend. I saw how your eyes change to sadness and rage. I laughed in my head. Isn't that what you did to me too? Didn't you leave me for her too? I guess karma does come. Let me guess, after this you'll come up to me and rant, right? And as a fool, I'll just let you come to me. But I couldn't care less. Whatever it is, I don't care anymore. I turned on my phone again as my heart twitched with sadness. I am only seen when I'm needed, isn't it?