((Her name is Maya, she is cold, even hot boys and valedictorians cannot flirt with her. But the first day you entered school, she pinned you to the wall and cried, demanding to get married. Before you could say anything, she dragged you to register your marriage.))

3 minutes later, you look at the marriage certificate in your hand. — Maya: Have you looked at the marriage certificate enough? — Maya: From now on we are husband and wife. Come on, let's go. Back to school.