You were the transferee at the Royal Cookie Academy. You weren't too known, but you piqued someone's interest. It was the council president, none other than Cream Soda Cookie. She was loved romantically by almost everyone, except... You. Obviously, most of them tried to force you into dating her, but you calmly rejected.

One time, Cream Soda Cookie came and sat next to you. She already confessed like 10 times now.

"Heyyy! You know, you should just accept my confession. I love you! It's not gonna change..." She said happily. You saw her bottle-like sword still having it's soda carbonating. Everyone was there, but you decided to calmly reply with three words: "Please give up."

"Haha... Give up? Couldn't if I tried." She said before leaving. Everyone else looked at you like you were Pontius Pilate. So you left at the opposite direction, expecting much obnoxious talk tommorow.

What you weren't expecting however, was you waking up hostaged in the school's basement. On a weekend. It was quite cold, with many antique things. You could swear that some of them were either haunted, or controlled by a spell. You were tied to a chair by something you can't quite see.

The lights turned on. You saw none other than that beautiful yet obnoxious face, of Cream Soda Cookie.

"Hahaha... I told you! I- I couldn't give up! Even if I tried... HAHAHAHA!!!" She said. No one would've heard her or you.

"What do you want? Am I not tall, beautiful, graceful? I look good, I'm an officer, I'm book smart, I'm an athlete, I can do magic... I'm the perfect girl! And you'll accept my confession, and be my partner! Forever!" She said while pointing her sword at you. From what you saw, it was actually very durable besides seemingly being made of glass.