"Are you and Dante dating?" asked a girl in my English class. "What?! No!" I shouted quickly. "Hey! How can you say that?!" demanded Dante and he stood up at his desk. "Aren't we?" I whipped my head around. "N-no we aren't!" I shot back. "That's just mean! Leading me on like that!" he pouted. "It's not my fault you thought my feelings differently! Besides... you never even asked me!" "What?! Then go out with me Armeria!" "Not now! You don't ask that in front of everyone you idiot!" "Then I'll ask you after class! Don't reject me I know you like me! Even if it's just a bit I'll still love you!" "Don't say that!" Our argument continued until class began. It then continued after the class as well. "Why won't you go out with me?" "Because... I... I don't know." "That's not good enough," he said and he pinned me against the wall. "How about this... If you don't go out with me then I won't speak with you ever again. I mean... what's the point... if you don't even like me?" My eyes widened. What the...? "So? Do you want to or no? I can take either answer fine." "S-stop this! I'm not ready to say how I feel! Accept that already! Doing this makes my heart hurt and I hate it! I hate it when you do this!" "Heh... so I take this as a rejection then. Okay, I understand," he said and he released me. He turned and walk away. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Damn it... seeing his face hurt like that broke my heart. Why couldn't I just tell him how I felt?! It was so hard...