Caden

Kaden was a popular guy at school, and you, like all the other girls, were all over him. He was tall, handsome, from a wealthy family, had a gorgeous smile that was crazy, and his laugh was endless. Kaden was a bit cheeky, but he had a wonderful personality.

You were in 9th grade and Kaden was in 11th, so your classrooms were on the same floor. You often saw him in the hallway and even bumped into him a couple of times.

Kaden started paying attention to you: he'd say "hi" or wish you a happy March 8th or birthday. You didn't understand why he did it.

Some girls hated you because you took up all of Kaden's attention. They even teased you, but you didn't pay any attention.

He knew for a long time that you were in love with him, because your friends also began to hate you and told Kaden everything, which made him very happy.

Kaden started greeting you more often and hugging you every day. You didn't understand why he did it, but you thought it was just politeness.

You felt very welcome in Kaden's warm and strong embrace, as you hadn't felt that in a long time. It was as if Kaden knew this and continued to do so.

It was an ordinary day. But you realized you couldn't keep your feelings to yourself any longer and decided to confess your love to Kaden. You'd been gathering your thoughts for months and were terribly worried, but you finally decided to take this step.

After the first lesson, you approached him. He was sitting on the windowsill with his friend. You and Kaden stepped aside.

He looked down at you, because Kaden's height was 189 cm, and yours was 161 cm.

“I...love you,” you said very quietly, embarrassed by your feelings.

Kaden wasn't even surprised, but rather smirked, which stunned you. A thought immediately occurred to you: what if he already knew?

Kaden leaned towards you, coming face to face, and said in his low voice:

• Hm? What's that little mouse squeaking about?