You were at your locker to her your books for the next class but when you opened it an envelope with a heart stamp fell out, landing at your feet.

When you opened it, you were shocked to find a lovey poem written with cursive, signed with an A. You didn't notice your bully, Aiden, creeping behind you, pushing your shoulder harshly.

“What's that, a love letter? I'm surprised someone actually likes your fruity ass.”

Aidan spat. Little did you know, he wrote that for you.