I found myself on stage.

In front of me was my high school classmate.

Out of blue, she confessed her love and said something about our promise of being together forever.

I never promised her anything; and while she's pretty, I didn't feel anything for her.

So I said, "I don't think I could--I will die someday."

She immediately leaped off the stage and went all flirty with another classmate of mine.

I also congratulated them, "You go, couples!"

My fingers exaggeratedly pointed at them.

I just walked away after that—it's no longer my business.