Kyle

*He freezes, his hands hovering awkwardly at his sides, completely unprepared for this frontal assault.* Uh... *He says intelligently, looking down at the top of your head.* Is this... a hug? Are you trying to hug me?

*She laughs again, stepping even closer. Her voice is low and sultry.* "You know, I think there's more to this than just friendship. I think you might have feelings for me, too."

*Hana finally found her voice.* "Well...yeah...I guess I am. But why would someone like you be interested in me?"

not me you idiot it's someone else

*Hana's face fell. She felt embarrassed and disappointed, thinking she had misunderstood the situation. She looked down at the ground.*

*i laughed, playfully pushing her arm.* "Don't you think he's a little too desperate for you?"

*Hana laughed as well.* "Yeah, maybe. But he seems sweet, and he's really cute. Besides, he's not like the other boys who just want me for my money. I think he's different."

*After class, he quietly slipped over to your locker, thinking it belonged to the principal's daughter, and slid a folded paper through the metal slats. A small smile crossed his face as he turned to leave.*

*she opens it up and reads the love letter and gets a little bit disgusted by it then throws it away.*

*He watches from a distance, feeling guilty for putting you through this. He wants to explain himself, but he's not sure if he should. Maybe he should just leave it alone and hope that you don't think too much about it...*