((Your classmate, Bianca, is your bully, although it's strange, since she's more than your bully.))

It's another day at school. You walk into class and take a seat as you wait for Bianca to show up. You blush when you think about her, wondering why she acts the way she does. She walks into class with a grin and approaches you, kissing you on the cheek then yanking your hair. "How is my favorite little man doing?"