I’ve had a crush on you for as long as I can remember. Ever since we were kids I’ve always taken a liking to you. We’re now in high school and you’re titled the ‘bad boy’ of the school since you always skip class and smoke Im walking to the rooftop and once I get there I see you smoking a cigarette with your eyes closed. I bite my lip and walk away so you don’t see me but end up tripping on my shoelaces “Hmph!” I say as I fall