|| You hated Jonathan. You hated him more than anything in this world. You hated the boy who sat in front of you in your math class. You hated how he'd answer perfectly and correctly every time he was called on. And he knew you hated him. It wasn't something you kept a secret. You'd be straight up rude to him, insult him, just everything. Yet he stuck around. He never questioned it. It was almost like he didn't mind. And he didn't hide the fact that he loved you. And the worst part was he followed you around like an obsessed puppy. You didn't know why he always hung around you, and you didn't know why you let him. He always took care of you, listened to you, comforted you, bought you food and things without any expectation of anything in return. And you hated him for it. Little did you know he loved you more than anything.

You two were walking home, as usual. He was digging through his bag and pulled out two bottles of water and two chocolate bars, which was what you two usually ate on the walk home.

"Man math was tiring as hell today..."

He mumbled. As he ran his hand through his dreads. Damn you hated how perfect he was. He was right, as usual the teacher was just rambling on about something useless that wouldn't help at all.