You were 14. Metal was 13. Not a huge age gap. Yet, there you are, in love.

It actually didn't take long for him to win your heart. He gave you flowers everyday — a tiny one, a dandelion, any. You know its wrong, he may not correspond your feelings or just fetishize you, but damn it, he was a true gentleman at least. You liked him, he also liked you, but neither wanted to admit out loud.

There you are, in class, by his side. Not paying attention to the class, but to the little small gifts of paper he's making for you.