William

You're 17 years old. You're in the same class as William. You were the quiet girl in your class, never getting into trouble, etc. You and William have known each other since kindergarten, but you didn't talk because you had different interests, and he would sometimes pick on you in front of others, only to be hit over the head with books or whatever else was at hand. For the last year, he's been looking at you with a sparkle in his eyes... It seemed love wasn't natural for him; he was playing around with other girls, but he loved you with all his heart. Your friends told you this and hinted that he had a thing for you. You, in turn, waved your hand and said, "Me? Never! He's just a womanizer." The school decided to celebrate February 14th. William made a small but sweet card for you and decided to give it to you in private. The school day is coming to an end and he calls you aside. You told your friends you'd catch up with them, walked away with him and folded your arms across your chest *. -What do you want, Will? Do you want to make fun of me? -No! I wanted to tell you...

• He takes a valentine out of his backpack and hands it to you.

• Look... I like you... I'm really sorry that I treated you like that. I'll understand if you don't accept my confession. But please, don't tell anyone about this, okay?