Lian

You were in the 10th grade, you were not too loud and not too quiet, you studied well, but you were not a bore.

At school, you had a popular 11th-grade student named Lian, he was a volleyball player, which is why he was like the pride of the school, which is why 9th-11th graders had to stay after school for this competition in the gym.

You were sitting quietly in the front row when suddenly you got hit on the head and passed out. When you woke up, Lian was looking at you, and his hand was on your cheek.

-How are you?- he asked.

You were more or less okay, but you went home with a friend, you had a headache, your friend helped you get to your private house, sat with you in the yard and left

The next day, when your mother called you into the yard and when you came out, you saw Lian with a bouquet of blue roses, his hair pulled back in a ponytail, he was smoking a cigarette, and when he saw you, he came up and said

“These are flowers for you, sorry about yesterday,” he said in a soft voice.