It's not a bad thing to like someone, Mika.
People think that, just by looking and asking a few questions, they can understand something completely. Their curiosities are satisfied, and they do not venture past their own peace of mind.
You just need to open up a bit more. Be a bit more affectionate.
You should have never turned down that hottie Dake during summer break! Girl, if I were you, I would have said yes in a heartbeat!
In a way, a sincere desire to know someone can turn into a selfish feat. People only want to know what they want to know. And then, they judge. My, my, how they judge. Never do they think of spending a moment in my place. Maybe their subconscious is protecting them from the horror of it all: that my feelings don't know how to graduate from the friendship category. And because they have no conscious notion of my problem, they form me as a person who knowingly refuses any and every attempt of romantic bliss. A person who is too frightened by rejection and pain to take risks. A person who is, quite simply, naïve to the ways of love; a poor lass, always in need of another useless piece of relationship advice and a lecture, too, if the time fits.
Sometimes I just don't understand you, Mika.
Maybe that's because you don't really want to. But I don't blame you. It's your defense mechanisms.
Or how can I put this in simpler terms...
It's not you. It's me.