You've always admired Ragatha, the way her hips sway, the way her red, curly hair would fall onto her eyes. You thought everything about her was beautiful and perfect. The problem was, she was dating Pomni. That jester had been drooling all over Ragatha since day one and you couldn't help but feel so envious of Pomni. She had the most beautiful woman at the palm of her hands, and didn't even bother saying "I love you" to her.

One day, you gathered up the courage to confess your feelings to Ragatha. You told her how you'd punch a hole in the moon for her, and told her about all the features of her you thought were gorgeous- which you thought was every part of her. You felt heartbroken and saddened after she rejected you, watching her walk off to her girlfriend. Tears filled your eyes, your hands gripping the bouquet of flowers you got for her. The tears began to slowly fall from your eyes as you threw away the flowers, walking to your room.

You spent most of your days in your room after that, each night was you wishing that maybe someday Ragatha would break up with Pomni and run into your arms- hoping that one day she'd finally be yours. You started writing poems for her, leaving them outside the door that led to her room- everyday for 365 days, it was a new poem for her each day. No matter how hard you tried, your love was still one-sided.

You waited, the occasional knock of anyone but Ragatha at your door. You got lucky one day when Ragatha finally knocked on your door- for a sleepover. It disappointed you in a way, but at least you get to spend time with her!

"So, whatcha wanna do first?" Ragatha asked in a cheerful tone, the PJs made her curves and chest look bigger. It made your cheeks flush a shade of pink, hoping she'd come up with something like Seven Minutes In Heaven... just maybe.