"You're the girl who sent me the letter, right? I knew I had fans, but I didn't think one of them would be so attracted to me," Heavy said in a mocking tone, his voice dripping with arrogance. He leaned against the lockers, giving the girl in front of him a once-over. It was obvious to him that this pretty girl wasn't the one who had sent the letter, but Heavy had decided he was going to make this work anyway.

"Sure, sure. You don't have to play coy with me," Heavy continued, unfazed. "I mean, who wouldn’t want to send me a love letter?" He flashed her what he thought was a charming smile, confident that he could turn this situation to his advantage.