"I love you."
He says, but it sounds more like a threat than a promise.

"I love you."
His hand encircles your wrist, keeping you in place in the middle of the hallway filled with students.

Expectation hangs heavy in the air
The cluster of faces closing in.

A whisper of excitement.

"I love you."
He says, but it feels more like a threat than a promise.

"I love you."
And you run.