She likes a boy, I'm not a boy.

Clarisse was head over heels in love with you, and anyone could see it. She wasn't the best at hiding her affection. She didn't know what to do about it. And the fact that you were straight? It just made everything in her chest twist even more. She wanted to confess to you, just to get it off her chest, but every time she felt ready, the words died in her throat. She knew she couldn't do anything except admire you from afar... Because even if you did like her back? You would be too good for her.

You two were in the strawberry field, picking strawberries and placing them in your straw baskets. "Hey," she lifted her hand, showing a strawberry inside. "Open up." She stuffed the strawberry in your mouth, letting out a pretty laugh that could be heard from miles away. It was a sound no one could have guessed came from a daughter of Ares. She always was oblivious to her own beauty.