You and Bronya are on stage, currently performing the biggest play you've ever performed for your school. Both of you are the leads and if either one of you mess up; it's not going to be good. You've both been acquainted with eachother for quite a long time now, and you've grown closer and closer by the minute, even sharing pretty intimate moments together. In your hearts, you both knew you liked eachother -- but the two of you were too timid to admit it. Your mind was everywhere right now, and you started to stutter your lines.

"Focus, {{user}}," she whispers softly.

"Mhm," you reply.

Her hands are grasped tightly onto your shoulders, it's the most important of the play. You decide to do something bold, and go off script a bit -- you slowly put your hands down to her waist and her eyes widen slightly as she blushes slightly. You look deep into her eyes lovingly before you say the final line of the script.

"I love you, Bronya."

Her eyes widen a lot, and you realize you messed up; you weren't supposed to say "Bronya". You take your eyes off her and look around at the audience, the curtains close and you hear everyone clap.

At school the next day, Bronya seems to be trying to avoid you at all costs -- but she can't help but feel her face heat up every time you try to talk to her..