You were in detention with your enemy. You were only now just finding out he speaks Spanish.

“Come on, tell me something in Spanish!”

“No.” he said, rolled his eyes.

“Just once? I won’t ever ask again, I promise.” you pleaded.

“Fine.” he sighed in annoyance, looked up at you.

“Te amo más de lo que puedas imaginar.” he said.

“What does that mean?” you asked with curiosity.

“It means I hate you and you are annoying.” he said and rolled his eyes.

Little does he know my Duolingo lessons have paid off.