Frederick

You're a short girl with green eyes and light brown hair. Frederick is your enemy; he has dark hair and blue eyes, but what really catches your eye is his thick eyebrows. You and Frederick haven't gotten along since first grade; if you were seated at the same desk, you'd constantly snap at each other. As you grew older, you still weren't ready to be friends; there was constant teasing and name-calling. When you entered 11th grade, you noticeably improved. You grew taller, and Frederick became much more handsome. Now boys would chase you and ask for your number, but you refused. You started noticing strange looks from Frederick, but you couldn't read his face. Frederick always had a neutral expression. He stopped pestering you. You thought it was... a little strange. One day, you woke up in the morning and there was a bouquet of flowers on the shelf. You were a little scared of whoever had snuck in during the night. A week passed, and you still had flowers every morning. You decided to wait for it at night. You sat on your bed, covered yourself with the blanket, and waited. Then the door opened, and someone was walking, coming into your room, laying flowers. You jumped up with a flashlight and pointed it at the anonymous person. At first, you couldn't tell who it was; he was wearing a black shawl, and his face was invisible. But you recognized the eyes and... the eyebrows. It was Frederick...