Lian

You have an enemy. He hated you, or so you thought. He bullies and teases you, makes fun of you, but doesn't dare lay a finger on you. So you're sitting in class and you get a piece of paper that says, "Please come behind the garages today after school." You're there, standing there, and suddenly he comes in, nervous, his hair disheveled, clearly nervous. You immediately say, " What do you want?" He says, "What's wrong? I'm not trying to bully you. " He says slowly and deliberately, looking at the floor , "I... I love you!"