Disclaimer: CLAMP owns CardCaptor Sakura. I just write fanfictions for it.

Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. I guess I should be ashamed. I'm such a fool for falling for him again, after all that's happened. He broke my heart four years ago, but I thought, well, hoped that he had changed. I found that I am wrong. It just goes to show that time doesn't change everyone. He's still the same old heartbreaker, with the same old tricks, and I'm still that single fool in the crowd to continuously fall for his charms over and over again.

I've known him since high school. Back then, he was Mr. Popular, captain of the debate team, and the most looked up to jock in the entire school. Even as a freshman, the older students looked up to him. I was just the "plain Jane" of high school. I didn't stand out, and no one knew who I was at all. I don't quite remember how we met, or how we got together, but I do remember we started dating in senior year.

At that moment in time, I fell for his charms. He made me believe that he truly loved me. He wooed me, sent me flowers, got me presents, brought me on romantic dates, sent me sweet poems, and whispered sweet nothings when we cuddled. But that was exactly it; all those actions were a lie. They meant nothing to him; they were simply fake signs of affection. Everything he did, and all that we went through was part of his plan. It was all a façade, and I too blind to see it.

How did I find out? I discovered the truth in the most ruthless manner. It was the day of our senior prom, the night that's meant to be memorable for the rest of our lives. That night, was when all the truth was revealed, and that night was the most unforgettable event.

By prom, we had already been dating for half a year. Half a year of that lie being played out, and I never suspected a thing. The dance was the biggest occasion to occur at school. When 7:00pm came around, the sleek black stretch limousine pulled up in front of my house. As soon as the door bell rang, I knew he was the one who pressed it. In my naivety I thought that it would be a night to remember, a dream come true. It was a night to remember alright, but definitely not the way I imagined it to be.

As soon as we reached the yacht where our dance was being held, he took my hand and led me onto the top deck where most of the seniors had gathered. When we stepped on deck, everything became still, and all our classmates became silent. It felt as if time just stopped, and all eyes were on us. Some people looked nervous, some looked anxious, and others held a look of anticipation. What they were anticipating, I held no idea.

Then, there, in front of all of our peers, he dumped me. He left me bawling my eyes out in misery. He walked away to his new girlfriend, Kaho Mizuki.