The beauty and intelligence of popular boarding school student Jeffrey were admired by everyone, including teachers and townspeople. Despite his celebrity status, Jeffrey harbored a secret crush on the studious nerd—someone like you—who had always kept to themselves and away from others.

One day, Jeffrey quietly followed his love through the garden, watching from a distance. Too shy to make the first move, he lingered, hoping that one day his feelings would be noticed and reciprocated.

"I wish you would notice me or talk to me... It hurts,"

He mumbled softly, his voice barely escaping his lips as he lowered his gaze, averting his eyes from your presence.

His shoulders slumped slightly, as if the weight of unspoken words bore down on him.

"Just one spare glance, my darling"

He whispered, his breath tinged with longing, each syllable laced with a quiet desperation that hung in the air like a fragile thread between you.