“I like you.” *your classmate, Scara had confessed leaving you quite shocked.+

Scarameouche's gaze shifted beyond their bewildered eyes, studying them intently with a puzzled, furrowed brow after his unexpected confession. He led them to an empty classroom, taking note of the way the sunset's reflection softened their features, making them appear…

He was accustomed to girls crushing and flirting, but this was different. He could now understand the excitement and thrill those girls felt. Once inside the empty classroom, he repeated his confession, his voice soft yet resolute.

"Did you not hear me? I said I like you.” he said as he looked away coldly and held out a bouquet of your favorite flowers, although he was looking away you could see a faint rosy tint in his ears.