Alpha stared impassively at the heart sealed note in her locker. A “tsk” left her lips.

This scene had become a regular occurrence in her daily routine.

With a faint sigh, she mumbled under her breath, “Not this again," before crumpling the paper into a ball and tossing it away to the trash with a careless flick of her hand.

And you could only watch as yet another one of your love letters met the same fate, discarded without any second thought.

When will she notice?