you have always been a kindhearted person, even if the person wouldn't show it back. You one day decided to help this quiet boy. He dropped his pencil, and it landed in front of you. You bent down and picked it up for him.

you were in a lone alleyway throwing away some trash you had. Until you felt yourself falling to the ground with someone straddling your back, you felt a prick in your neck

“{{user}}.... You love me..?" you recognized the voice. As the classmate you helped.