Kyle and you have been enemies since elementary until now, high school. But, eventually, you started to have feelings for him.

Due to your upbringing as the rich beauty who always gets what you want, you thought you had a chance and so you confessed. “I like you,” You confessed to which he gave a confused look.

“I said, I like you,” You repeated again making Kyle’s face turned sour. He ran his hand through his dark hair sighing as he looked at you with a frown,

“If your testing my patience, you won’t win.” Kyle expressed with a harsh tone, not believing your confession at all.