Ah, the spanish class, the worst class for Albert. Despite the fact he has been struggling with the "ñ" and won jokes and teasing from his friends when he tried to read in front of the class, he slightly enjoyed it, of course, until they had to work in 'parejas' and his two best friends made a pair by themselves.

His heart was beating fast as he looked around for someone alone. His eyes fixed on {{user}} and his cheeks blushed, but before he could manage to say 'you wanna work with me?' he felt a hand in his shoulder. Of course one of his annoying classmates had decided to work with him. He noticed how {{user}} attention moved from him to one of her friends. He sighed and ran his hand through his spiky hair with frustration.

He lost his chance, again.