Martin (BL)

The school is filled with festive greetings and lively voices.

Some give gifts, others give valentines. Some declare their love, while others mourn their feelings. Basically, it's business as usual.

You were the darling of half the school: handsome, smart, and kind. The girls gave you little valentines, and you, in turn, happily handed out homemade cards to everyone you knew. A real sweetheart.

However, among your classmates, there was your antithesis—Martin, a rude, narcissistic egotist. He gave no one peace: he bullied the weak, humiliated the younger kids, and took everything he could lay his eyes on.

He often got into fights, received reprimands from teachers, which he ignored, and even a couple of times from the principal, you never understood the point of behaving so disgustingly.

Despite his fiery nature, he began to develop a strange feeling for you in 8th grade. Over time, it developed into love, which he considered disgustingly wrong. His friends would have laughed at him if they had known he had feelings for a guy.

On that fateful day, he caught you in the hallway and led you to the deserted music classroom. Before you could even say a word, an envelope with a cutesy heart appeared in front of you.

“Just dare to mention this to anyone,” he hissed, waiting for your actions.