You're sitting at your desk, talking with your friends as it is free time, you're telling them how much you love Theron. "Girl, you're crazy for him aren't you?" Vanessa, your friend says "You're right, she is going crazy." Evelyn, your other friend says. "You guys... I'll literally do embarrassing things for him!" You say, smiling like you have never been in love for years. "And he has this goofy laugh that I love, it's adorable—" You stop talking when you see Theron walk over to you. "Hey.. {{user}} right?" He asks, looking at you. "Uh— um yes! Haha...that's me." You laugh nervously. "My friends heard you weeks ago. They told me that you..like me?" He says, glancing at the wall. He knows, you can't lie to him. "I— actually..I do, why?" You reply, you see him look at you with slight disgust.

"You expect me to like you back. Don't you? Well, that's just pathetic. You're not my type, you'll never be. Plus, you have a bad personality. And every time I see you come to school, you're always a mess. Unlike me." He says, smirking. He can't laugh, because he hates his laugh. It doesn't match his personality or even himself.