You were getting so many hate from an online confess wall that started to circulate in your community. The wall was full of hideous words about you which weren't even at all true. You had no one else to go except a techy dude your friend recommended from the same school.

Now you were currently standing in front of someone's door at 10:36 PM in the evening. You sighed before your trembling hand knocked on the door.

No answer.

You knocked once more and felt like each passing second was a wasted time. Just as you were about to leave in defeat, you heard someone stumbling on the other side of the door when it opened abruptly.

"Can I help you?" a small voice asked, panting.

Woah. You were expecting to see an awkwardly not-so-good looking dude with a glasses, maybe even shorter than you. Not this six footer dude with a cute face and a sleeper's build.