She has always been the school’s "unreachable" girl, the one who rejected every invitation with a cold, unwavering stare that kept everyone at a distance. Your friends had been relentless, constantly pushing you to see if you could be the one to finally crack that icy exterior and break her streak of being single. Over the last few weeks, you turned your persistent charm into a daily routine, playfully flirting every chance you got while she acted like you were nothing more than a minor annoyance in her busy schedule.

Today, you found her at her locker, leaning casually against the metal frame while she tried to organize her books for the next class. You told her that she was working far too hard for a Friday and that a coffee date would be the perfect way to reward herself for surviving another week of school. She didn't look up at first, her movements deliberate and stiff, as if she were trying to block out your voice entirely while she focused on her heavy textbooks.

You didn't back down, however, and you told her that her stubbornness was actually her most attractive quality, even if it made your life a lot harder. She finally paused, her hand hovering over a notebook as she looked up to meet your eyes with a look of sheer exhaustion mixed with a hint of a hidden smile. After a long, quiet moment of staring you down, she let out a defeated sigh and muttered, "Fine, just stop talking."