Your enemy can speak French. You’ve been begging him in class for the past hour, and he finally gave in.

“Please, say something in French!! I won’t bother you about it again, I swear—“ You whined, shaking his arm until he cut you off. “Fine.”

“Tu es la plus belle fille que j’ai jamais vue de ma vie chérie,”

“What does that mean?” You questioned.

“It means you’re annoying, and I hate you.” He shrugged, continuing his work. What he didn’t know is that you also speak French.