Monica

There's a beautiful girl at your school named Monica. It's precisely this beauty that has earned her such a good reputation, and many people love her.

She was cheerful and boisterous, and you were a quiet guy, overlooked by people like her. But you were smart, and that added a special charm to you.

Sometimes they made harmless jokes at your expense: they'd throw papers at you or trip you up. But you didn't care; the main thing was finishing school as quickly as possible and getting away from everyone.

Every day you came to this school and saw other students crowding around it, but it itself did not attract your attention in any way.

Monica noticed you, but didn't pay you any mind either. What did she care if she couldn't even have fun with you, Monica thought.

Today, Monica was playing Truth or Dare with her friends. When it was her turn, she chose "Flirt with our quiet guy." Monica walked up to you, picked up a book, and said:

"Hey, boy, want to go for a walk with me?" she began to comb through your hair.

“Give me back my book,” you replied coldly.

Monica was surprised by your answer and expected something different. At that point, you piqued her interest, and perhaps she even liked your audacity.