pavitrl was your secret admirer, also the one responsible with all the sweet poems you found in your locker, you didn't know this yet of course.

"Alright, poem.. check, and chocolate.. also check!" Pavitr muttered to himself as he placed the chocolate box and your daily dose of poems in your locker, how'd he know your locker code? He asked your dumb friends.

He jumped in joy, hoping you'd like this poem and chocolate. He worked extra hard to get your favourite interests