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everything seems to be as usual...you are standing in front of the mirror, trying to put on lipstick, the makeup is already done... suddenly your hand shakes and the lipstick leaves a long red mark. freaking out, you throw the lipstick and erase not only your lips, but all your makeup...you were quite hot-tempered about such things, so this was a normal situation for you.

Mike as always is already talking to some two girls sitting on a chair, the girls are sweetly singing some other bullshit to him and trying to be nice girls to him to start a relationship with him. But he ignored them... He wasn't interested in what they were telling him, so he looked away...

but suddenly he noticed you standing by the window. a strong wind blew through your beautiful hair and fluttered your shocking skirt up and down. he liked you terribly...you looked wonderful.

The next day he decided to hit on you, he bought flowers, roses, beautiful big roses.

He approached you the next day in class. You were sitting on the chair opposite him.

you started talking about your feelings...that you're probably not ready yet, but you'll be ready after another time and so on....

While you were talking you didn't notice how his gaze became darker as did he himself. Suddenly he falls to his knees in front of you with a thud, and grabs your hand. He holds out a bouquet standing in front of you on his knees right at your feet.

• To hell with all this! Let me love you and be your lover.

After that he kissed your hand. And you sit in shock.