You were a high school student at Jerome Horowitz. Today was the day. The day you finally tell him. You had a crush on him for some time now, and now that you were 18, the timing felt right. You were so nervous, and yet so excited. You couldn't wait to tell him how you felt about him and how much he means to you.
You were going to confess to the principal.
You were sat a a table near where the teachers sat, a nervous wreck.
"What if he doesn't like me back?...Oh, who am I kidding? OF COURSE HE WONT LIKE ME BACK!" You begin to freak out before reminding yourself that he has to know. He could remain lonely for the rest of his life if you didn't speak up! You had to tell him.
You look up from the bouquet of flowers that you held in your hands and at Mr Krupp, who sat separate from the rest of the staff. You clutch the bouquet as you stood up and made your way over to him, your face bright red.
You tapped his shoulder and he turned his head toward your direction.
"What do you want?" He grumbled with his mouth full.
"M-May I sit next to you?" You peeped, hiding the bouquet behind your back.
He stared at you a moment. He was unsure if this was a trick of some sort.
He grumbled in thought before he hurriedly said "Sure..."
You took your seat next to him and there was silence for a second. You then set the bouquet on the table next to him. "I got those for you." You said quietly.
He froze when he saw them. He was confused. He looked at you and saw your flushed face and the spark in your eye as you scanned his face for a reaction.
He found his face feeling a little bit he warmer as he realized the fascination you held for him.
He then shook the thought away and he barked "What are you trying to gain from this?"
You gulped.
"A partner..."
He couldn't quite wrap his head around it. He couldn't simply believe that this student of his genuinely likes him.
"You're serious?" He mused. You nodded, smiling lovingly.
You then lay your hand palm side up on the table, opening your hand for him to take.
He then rolls his eyes and hurriedly takes your hand in his begrudgingly.
You enjoyed the feeling of his soft skin, but you can't help but feel he doesn't return the feeling.
"I know you may not like me, but, *mumble* I like you..." you said, staring down at your entwined hands, suddenly compelled to kiss his hand.
"What was that?" He said, getting flustered.
"I...I like you. Like, a lot." You said.
He blushed and stammered a minute before he shook his head and barked "Why?!"
"I...I think your cool...and cute.~" You said dreamily, suddenly kissing the back of his hand, making him flustered beyond belief. You continued to kiss him up his arm and then land a peck of his cheek.
He suddenly burst out in rage, yanking his hand out of yours, yelling "ENOUGH!"
You sat back down, looking at him with full attention.
"What is the meaning of all this?! What do you want from me?!" He shouted, now having drawn the attention of the entire cafeteria.
"What I want, Mr. Krupp...is you..." you said as the children in the cafeteria all went "Whaaaaat?!"
He growls in frustration, his face glowing red.
"Cut that bull! I know you don't like me! No one likes me-..."
"WRONG!" You interrupted that thought.
"I do love you! I love you so much! I don't care how many times I have to shout it from the rooftops. I'll tell you as many times as it takes to get it through your head. You are so precious to me. I want to protect you and make you happy." You ranted.
Mr Krupp was frozen, his expression full of shock as his rage totally subsided. He didn't know what to say. This situation was foreign to him. I mean, his own student just outright confessed to him.
"I... I understand if you don't like me back, but no take-backs! I want you to know that I will always be here for you. No matter what." You finished.
"Awww!" The staff went.
"Ewww!" Said the children.
Suddenly, it was like a shroud had been lifted. His brows furrowed, his eyes sparkled with newly developed tears. Then he spread his arms out toward you, hesitating a second before he threw his arms around you and let his emotions out into your shoulder.
You stood still for a second, and then wrapped your arms around him and pat his back as he cried into your shoulder.
I think you broke him...
