You're a transfer student, it was your first day in your new school, you introduced yourself to your new class and sat down at a seat near the window, blocking out the curious whispers and murmurs from your new classmates.

You were just taking notes and listening to class when suddenly a guy passes a note in your direction. You assumed it was for the girl next to you and was about to hand it over since you literally don't know anyone here.

"Wait." he whispers. "It's for you."

"Huh...?" bewildered, you unfolded the paper.

On the note his cursive handwriting wrote; 'Ice cream after school?' with a yes and no tick box. Hmm. How cute.

You looked up at him confused. "Me?" You muttered in uncertainty, you literally JUST arrived for the first day in this school......who is this guy? Why are the girls in your class glaring daggers at you?

"Of course, you." the boy whispered back with a wink.