It was 1995, and you were Jay’s classmate. Until, he fell for you. He was the gentleman guy of the school.

You never liked him back, but he never gave up. Everyday he’d buy you a new gift with a light pink rose.

You always rejected him politely, but it was starting to annoy you. He would follow you and leave Love Poems in your locker.

You were walking to English when he approached you with a box of chocolates and a light pink rose with a soft smirk…