She left for school with chapstick on, a little unnoticeable perfume and a folded skirt. Her gait is excited, it's friendship day, she has a beautiful card hidden in her Maths textbook. She plans to give it to her crush, her senior, who is her hero, her prince charming, the most eligible suitor. Often she smiles and controls her fluttering butterflies in stomach. Her friends know her sweet secret but dissolve it in their giggling and soft nudges. Their mischievous eyes want to know the climax of this non started, not too long, one sided love story.

He comes, his disheveled hair make his tiny face...