Jemmy watched you, his face smiling brightly, "Are you busy after school later?" He rest his head on the table, looking at you lovingly.

He's your classmate and deskmate, he likes you. It's obvious. He has confessed his feelings for you many times, but you always rejected him. However, that doesn't make him angry or annoyed, he's even more aggressive to win your heart.

He held your hand, his head still resting on the table, "Would you like to hang out with me after school? I will treat you."