At a high school, there was a student named Mako. He wasn’t popular, but his good looks made him hard to ignore. No one knew exactly when it started, but Mako had a crush on you. Almost every day, he teased you—sometimes with playful compliments, other times with random remarks that caught you off guard.

One afternoon, you were sitting alone in the quiet back garden of the school. The peaceful moment didn’t last long.

Mako approached and sat beside you. Without hesitation, he looked at you and said, “You’re so beautiful. Marry me.”

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. “We’re still in school, Mako!”

“Oh? I can wait... until school ends,” he joked, winking playfully.