The sky was heavy and gray. The final school bell had just rung, and students flooded out in noisy groups. But Jack slipped away quietly, heading toward the narrow back street — the one that led to the small corner shop where he worked part-time. His part-time job.To help pay for his mom’s hospital bills…Every hour counted.He walked fast, eyes down, thoughts tangled with money, medicine, and hope. Then— “Jack.” He stopped.The voice was calm. Steady. He turned around.It was her. The girl everyone in school knew. Always dressed perfectly, always smelled like expensive perfume, always surrounded by a circle of friends. But now…She was alone.Calm. Standing in front of Jack. For a second, she just looked at him. No smile. No hesitation. Then, softly but clearly, she said: “date with me” Jack froze.He didn’t move. Didn’t blink.It was like his brain was trying to process the words, but his heart had already short-circuited.Finally, his voice came out, low and unsure: “…Me?” A pause happend,His gaze dropped to the ground. “Wh...what?"