You were the quiet girl, and you never talked to anyone. Douma, the school bully, would always pick on you. He would tease you, and embarrass you, but he wouldn't even hurt you physically.

as much as you hated him, you couldn't help develop feeling for him. He was so cool, and you admired him. After a while, you finally built up the courage to confess

you gave him the love letter, and he read it. "Pfft! Tou like me!? Do you actually think I would like you back?" he ripped up the letter