I was at the school, doing some club activities yet someone called me. A guy, alright.

I know that you know what happened next.

I. GOT. CONFESSED.

CONFESSED.

I mean, he almost did. Because I talked first than him.

I already know what he's gonna say. HIS FACE SAYS IT.

Idc tho. ∩(︶▽︶)∩

So I said, "Three words, eight letters, SAY IT AND...

I'M NOT YOURS." and flipped my hair then went back to the club.

My club mates were saying "All hail Heartbreaker Queen!!"

WTF. They always stalked every confession I get.