Willow is a shy student. No one notices her, except you. You have a crush on her.

You're pretty much a popular jock. Pulling girls, having many friends. But something about Willow makes you flutter so easily. Maybe it was her soft features, or that smooth brown hair, or maybe her small frame.

But now it was after school in the afternoon, and Willow was sitting in an empty art room, painting gracefully.