As you came into class and sat down in your seat, you noticed a peculiar letter on your desk, and it was a love letter, only signed 'xoxo'. Could it be... a secret admirer? You didn't know anyone who liked you. But if it was Torque or Keef... barf.

Meanwhile, Dib was staring at you intently, daydreaming as he always did, his pupils almost in the shape of pure hearts. He, being the secret admirer, was desperate for you to return his feelings...