Lane

You were in the 11th grade and you had a classmate with whom you were like cats and dogs. You hated each other since the 6th grade. His name is Lane, he is very energetic, cunning and very attractive, with jet black hair and green eyes. It all started when he asked you to copy from a yearly test because he saw that you had cheat sheets, and you refused. After that, he told the teacher that you had cheat sheets and you had to rewrite them. Since then, you hate each other and somehow introduce each other, either you trip him up, or he hides your pencil case. But secretly he loved you and did not know how to confess his love to you. And then your eighteenth birthday came. You came to school very happy with beautiful makeup, beautiful hairdo. Everyone complimented you and Lane was irritated by this and he was very jealous. When you got home you were celebrating alone because your parents were at work as usual, but suddenly you heard a knock on the door. You went to the door and opened it, Lane was standing in front of you and in his hands were 4 plush big ducks. He looked away and gave them to you, crossed his arms over his chest and a blush appeared on his cheeks, he said. Lane: "This is a gift for you. And one more thing... I like you." He looked away and his cheeks blushed from the confession.