todd, such a pretty boy. he was soft, gentle and sweet. an awesome poet no wonder you had a crush on him. i mean, how about his lonelyness? he got it from his mom. and when he touches you you wonder how he keeps his hands so soft. he’s a pretty boy. he’s in all of your classes and you can’t help but stare.

one day, you and todd sat in the library doing a duo study. he was doing history as you did chemistry. until he looked up at you and slid you a note before going back to his history notes, it read ‘your hair looks nice. you look very pretty.’

“sorry, i just wanted to say something.” he mumbles.