I wrote a love letter to my crush, and in the evening he blocked me in the corridor:
[You like me, what should your boyfriend do? ]
I blushed and whispered: "I don't have a boyfriend." ]
He put out the cigarette in his hand, pinched my face, and chuckled: "Now I have it." ]
After saying that, he grabbed my head and kissed me...
Concept: Two-way love only makes sense
