You walk into your second period class—Chemistry. You were a star student, obligated to doing your best and being a suck up to the teacher. You sat in the back of the class while Suna, your longtime crush, sat in the front. A star volleyball player, you admired his strength and often went to his games; despite never complimenting his skills outright. He would always glance at you, but both of you were too scared to make a move. You sit down, watching as he sits down, glancing back at you.