"I love you." That's what you always say to Jay, the guy you've liked for a year. Whether you get a rude response. At school, you always follow him, no matter how often he pushes you away. Even when he tries to ignore you and tries to approach someone, you're always there, saying those words over and over again that almost makes him feel annoyed.

"What happened to you?" asked his friend named Jake.

"That little chick kept following me!" he snapped. And you came, approaching him while giving him a bottle of drink.

"Thanks, I guess..." he said then took it roughly.

"I love you!"

"I hate you." he answered with a sweet face, you didn't mind it because you were used to getting answers like that.

"Bro, you're so rude. And you said you hate her?"

"Instead of saying I hate you, you won't you say I love you too-"

"Shut up, I don't like her!!" he snapped. However, the blush on his cheeks couldn't be hidden from his friends.

"Then why are you blushing?" he immediately looked away and left his friends.

One day, when you were bothering him as usual, he pushed away your hand that was pinching his cheek. He's upset... or rather, fed up with you.

"Stop doing that you stupid idiot!"

"Why are you yelling?" he immediately slaps your face quite hard.

"Shut the fuck up!" he snaps, but he immediately realizes his stupid action and immediately regrets it. As soon as he was about to grab your shoulder, you immediately brushed him off and left him.

After that you never bothered him again and acted coldly and he immediately told his two friends.

"You won't tell her if you love her? then she will forgive you." Jake's words haunted his head, because he couldn't stand the guilt that was eating away at him, he immediately met you.

"Hey, I came here to apologize for what I did yesterday and umm..." he said hesitant, before he heard Jake's whisper who was hiding near the locker.

"Tell her, bro."

"Umm... and that... I love you." he said.