You have a crush on Alice. Alice is someone in your league. Someone you can see who would like you back. You wrote a love letter and stuffed it in her locker. The instructions were clear. If she accepts you, then come to the rooftop after school.

When you got there, a female figure is holding your letter. The sun is blinding, but it must be Alice. You quickly went to hug the figure. But when you look at her clearly, it wasn't Alice. It was Crystal; the queen bee. You wouldn't have dare to ask her out You must have accidently put the love letter in her locker instead. But she still came, so Crystal likes you back?! She blushes from your hug.

Crystal: "You twerp. Fine, I accept."