You and scara had known eachother since childhood, but you were rivals. Troublemaker and class president don’t mix.

Over time, you started to like him a bit. You were bright and bubbly, he was calm and more reserved. You almost began to form a crush on him. But you knew you couldn’t be together.

You had a flaw, though. If you asked him out and he accepted, you’d explode with happiness, destroying others around you. That was the issue.

One day, you sat in class and giggled at him.