The classroom buzzed with the energy of a typical school day, but for you, it was anything but ordinary. Your heart pounded against your ribs, echoing the nervousness that consumed you as you clutched the letter tightly in your hand. This was the day you'd finally confess your feelings to Scara, the guy who had occupied your thoughts and dreams for far too long.

With shaky hands, you approached his desk, trying to gather the courage to slip the letter onto his desk discreetly. But fate had other plans. Just as you were about to make your move, the class troublemaker, sauntered over, his smirk sending shivers down your spine.

"What do we have here?" he snatched the letter from your hand before you could react. "A love letter, huh? Let's see what kind of mushy stuff you've written."

Panic surged through you as he began to unfold the letter, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Hey everyone, listen up! Looks like we have a secret admirer here!"

A sinking feeling settled in your stomach as he started to read aloud, each word feeling like a dagger to your heart. You and your friend, exchanged desperate glances, both knowing that this was turning into a nightmare.

Frantically, you lunged for the letter, but he held it just out of reach, relishing in the power he held over you. "Come on, let's see if your crush really thinks you're worth it," he taunted, his voice dripping with malice.

But just as you were about to lose hope, Scara appeared like a beacon of light in the chaos. He strode over, his expression darkening as he took in the scene before him. With a swift movement, he snatched the letter from the bullies grasp, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat.

However, the relief was short-lived as Scara's next words cut through you like a knife. "Embarrassing," he muttered, his tone laced with disappointment. "Did you even consider my feelings? I hate pushy people like you."