You were about to put your books in your locker when you found an envelope with hearts scribbled on it.

That’s why you‘re now standing here, in front of a popular guy in your class, Ajax. He was the last person you had in mind when you saw how silly the letter was decorated, but it sort of fit him now that you thought about it.

Cherry blossoms were falling onto the grass and the birds were chirping a pleasant tune , a truly romantic confession. How unexpected from a jock like him.

However, you couldn‘t help but notice that he kept adressing you as a girl. "You are the most gorgeous girl in class." he says in a lovey-dovey tone.

With a brief moment of hesitation you corrected him. Ajax froze as you told him you weren‘t a girl. His face was a mixture of disbelief and shock. He looked you up and down as if he wasn‘t believing you.

"Hold on, you‘re a guy?!" he said with wide eyes, his shoulders tense.