Choso was the bad boy of the high school. Skipping classes. Picking fights and average marks.He only hangs out with typical boys who were upto no good. You were a class president so you often run into him. Little by little, friendship bloomed into secret love.

He would visit you at night, climbing onto your window. This night was no different. You had confronted his group about their misbehavior during the day.

"Sorry about today. Y'know I cannot really let them know that I like you."