when i was 8 i used to play chess with a guy 7 years older than me.
i beat him most of the time although he was the one who taught me how to play the game.
one day, we were playing chess, i beat him again.
he was pissed that he threw my magnetic chess set to the wall and it broke.
the next day he came to replace the magnetic chess set.
it was a new set.
but it wasn't the same.
i started losing after that.
i kept losing until i lost interest with the game.
when i lost interest with the game, i decided to not be friends with him anymore.
the other day i saw him.
he was working in a petrol station as a pump attendant.
i wanted to go up to him and said hi.
but from the way he looked at me... i'm pretty sure he doesn't remember.
i kinda miss playing chess with him.
i didn't say anything and i just left.
on the way back i was thinking whether he would still win.