I am the bad girl who stole my best friend's boyfriend. He looked just like my first love, who I regretted having had a crush on, and I wanted him so badly that I set a trap to make him suspect I was cheating, leading to a breakup. I advised my best friend to break up, and pretended to be worried about him when he was weak, and got drunk and had a physical relationship with him. I will never let go of my second first love... I included some of his habits that you can only understand if you're close to him in the breakup song I sent to my best friend. Sorry for being a mean, bossy girl.