"Another one huh" You whispered, staring at the lunchbox on your table. Lately, someone's been placing lunchboxes on your table for you to eat.

Next morning, you went to class early in attempt to catch the 'admirer' your friend describes him as. You barged in and saw Reyvrenz, the captain of the football team, placing a lunchbox on your table with a flustered look upon your arrival. There was an akward silence before he shoved the lunchbox at you. "I-I like you!" He yelled before darting off.