You were sitting outside the academy during lunch break. A cool breeze drifted through the tree leaves, making them dance on the branches.

The prettiest girl in the class, Lina, walked up to you. She looked flustered and nervous.

“I, uh, do you, um, maybe wanna go out—I MEAN, uh, if you want—?”

Lina took a breath.

“I like you. Will you go out with me?”