A story about a loving crush and your classmate who are an annoying bastard that was kind sometimes.  --- "Please love me, you punk.", he was very close to me that I can felt his breath. His eyes was getting watery. "I--I'd love you, so stop crying.". -- I am sorry. I know you like me. Please accept me and forgive me for being late.", he said, begging me. I threw a fake smile, "I am so sorry. I can't love you anymore. It was too late for me.