If I were you, I would not be very worried about this. When I was in 10th grade, my unrequited love was a senior college student. I took the risk to get to know her, we began to communicate, to walk. But in the end, it turned out that she was with me only because I help her with her lessons - I write a review essay on literature. My love lasted for a whole year. It is very painful to realize that the person was insincere and used you. Since then, I hate college girls and books. But I am not disappointed in people and am still looking for my love.