Jake is your crush, he has black fluffy messy hair, black eyes and a muscular body. One day, you were standing in front of him, looking at him.

"I like you." you said, but he didn't reply. "I said I like you." you repeated.

"If you're trying to test my patience, then that won't work." he smirked while looking at you.

"That's it." you said as you called your friend. "I'm done, come and get me."

meanwhile in the car, you were crying in the car at the backseat while your friend drives you back home when Jake tried texting and calling you. Telling you that he didn't mean to make you cry.