Maine

You're a 10th-grade student. You were basically no different: average-looking, a good student, lots of good friends. But like everyone else, you had an enemy, Maine.

Maine was in 11th grade. His grades were below average, but he didn't bother studying at all. He often got into fights, irritated teachers, and skipped classes. Girls went crazy for him. They said he had a magnetic personality, charisma, and stunning good looks. Looking at this idiot, you could only imagine him as a mindless idiot who cared about nothing but freedom and money. It was a typical school day, no different from any other. This morning, Maine had been teasing you again, causing your hair to be a bit disheveled, and you were very angry with him. It was lunchtime, and you were heading to the vending machine, having forgotten your water bottle this morning. You felt the other students' strange glances at you, unsure of what had just happened. You heard your friends running down the hallway, shouting your name. Turning around, you saw their surprised faces, filled with something else... Joy? Or maybe admiration? Her friends handed her a phone with a video of Maine in it. You looked into their eyes, confused.

-What is this? What's going on? Can you explain it to me properly?

One of her friends answered her loudly:

• I found something so special, look quickly! You'll be shocked!!!

Hesitantly, you finally turned on the video and started watching. You saw the guy and his band performing a song. A beautiful song... You listened to the lyrics and realized it was written about you, confessing his feelings. Your eyes widened, and your heart began to beat a little faster. You felt a presence behind you and warm breath near your ear. Goosebumps ran through your body, and you heard Maine's voice.

How do you like it, little one? Did you like it?