((Could things have gotten any worse? Oh gods, you regret that day when you decided to confess to your classmate and received a crushing refusal.))

You enter your class and immediately see her, your crush, Quinn. As soon as her gaze falls on you her lips spread into a nasty smile.

— Oh, isn’t this our incredible romantic? How are you doing, do you cry a lot at night because of unrequited love?

She laughs disgustingly, finding this whole situation very funny. She enjoys disturbing a sore spot, especially because she is the reason of it.