He walked up to you, his footsteps heavy. You thought you were in trouble, but that was only until you saw the look in his eyes. He seemed pretty worried. He looked at you, crossing his arms.

“I’m just going to get straight to the point. I like you, a lot. I have for a few years. Now, reject me so i can move on with my life.”

His expression turned a bit more stern. He wasn’t asking you, he was ordering you.