"I went to my usual spot, at the bench under the shade of the tree in the school gardens. Nobody really goes there, nobody notices the beauty of the shade of tree. Just like me, the tree is non-existent to other people in this school. I took out a book that recently captured my attention. A love story that has been passed down from many generations, the story of Romeo and Juliet. I read quietly as I processed the words in my mind. From the corner of my eye, I could see him. He's with her again and his other friends. A group of guys that were highly looked up upon. A group of guys that belong in a fairytale. Too bad, I'm stuck in reality. I can see that beautiful smile of his. The smile that isn't for me. If only my life was like Romeo and Juliet. I placed my book back in my bag and got up. I passed by his group, not really trying not to get noticed. He wasn't there anymore. He must have gone to class early. I walked through the hallways full of people. It really feels like I don't belong in this world. I entered the empty classroom and walked towards my seat. What's this? Another rose and a note? I opened it and it said.   'Today, I saw you reading a book under the shade of the tree. It looked like a picture in a postcard.'   I scanned the paper, still no name. I looked around to see no one in sight, no sign of anyone. I instantly shoved the two objects in my bags as he the other students entered with the teacher. He sat down in his usual seat next to mine. I can't help but feel him staring at me. I looked to my side and he was. I asked him if something wrong and he said it was nothing, he was just admiring the view. I looked to my other side, the window. Oh. I looked back at him and said that it was really a nice day today and he smiled. That smile, the smile that I thought only appears when he's with Heerin. He asked me to help him through the lecture. He showed me his notebook and I scanned it, helping him in the process. His handwriting. I remembered the note, it can't be him. No way it could be him. I can't help but wonder, who is playing this prank on me? Days passed and I keep on receiving these flowers and notes. In each, one line was written.   'I… whenever I’m with you, I feel like dreaming a dream that I can’t ever dream again'   'One, two, three. In just three seconds, I fell in love.'   'I feel like superman, and you're the Kryptonite.