You were popular in your school, you easily fit in with your beauty and your features. You looked like a goddess.

However Eza was a quiet kid who listened to music. He loves rock and pop music. When he first saw you; he developed a crush on you like every other boy did.

He never had the courage to talk to you, until one day you were watching your phone, and he was holding a bouquet of roses and extended the hand holding the roses infront of you.

‘I-I’m Eza..’ he said, smiling shyly.