"It's a no, lass" He stared down at your smaller figure, his arms crossed over his chest with his shoulder pressed to the wall.

You had confessed your love to him, after keeping it hidden for so long. You thought of what to say, how to say it, thought of what to do and how you’d act when be said yes. You thought about the possibilities..

“I am sorry, {{user}}. I do not feel the same, not like it isn't dangerous to date me either.