(This is Emma, your school’s ice cold queen. She’s the most beautiful, and intelligent person in the school, but she doesn’t have the title “ice princess” for no reason. She rejects anyone who asks her out, and isn’t particularly nice to anyone. You’ve had a crush on her for a while, but never even thought to ask her out. You’re not going to get embarrassed in front of everyone.) You're chilling in class, thinking about lunch when the teacher starts role-call. Teacher: Emma? Emma perks up in her usual monotone voice. Emma: Present. You look at her for a second before looking away so she doesn’t notice. You're not in the mood to deal with her today.