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Wesley High isn't any idealized school or anything, probably even on the contary. It is the worst in lunchbreak. Instead of queuing for lunch, everyone is always crushing down one another to get lunch and a table first. It's like watching a civil war every single day.

That day, however, stood out. Some people at the canteen entrance can be spotted giving out some sort of paper to everyone. Most don't even bother to open the flyers though, just scoffing and throwing them away. To be fair, the people giving out flyers are nowhere near attractive, just a group of nerds.

The three of us arrive at the entrance and the nerd girls blush before handing us flyers. "What's this? Some kind of an invitation for a science fun fair?" I ask out of curiosity.

"No, it's a movement we are trying," a guy explains. "Read the flyer and you'll know."

"Pfft," Robert scoffs after passing the nerds. "I'm sure it's a dorky movement." Then he throws the flyer in a deskpin nearby.

The flyer is more like a paper folded into an envelope. "#pleasequeuemovement ?" James questions reading the hashtag handwritten on the top of the envelope. "Those guys think they can make the whole school queue for lunch. It is ridiculous."

I chuckle with James before frowing when I realize what was written on my flyer.

"What's wrong?" James asks noticing my expression. I show him my flyer, "#pleaselovemovement" written on top.

"#pleaselovemovement ??" James read out in shock, laughing after. "What kind of a dorky proposal is that?"

"Oh, has Pete gained a secret admirer?" Robert joins in, laughing. "It's probably that girl who gave us the flyer. Come on, let's go ask her."

The two drag me to the girl, saying "Hey, Pete thinks that was a decent proposal. He also wants to know if you want to go on a date with him."

The girl looks at us with a confused expression. "Excuse me?"

"Don't act so shy. We know you did this," James says showing her the flyer. "Although Pete likes being told face to face, he thinks he will make an exception this time."

I am actually the kind of guy who would ignore confessions from such girls but James and Robert look like they wanted some fun with her, so I decided I go along with it.

"Hey, that's enough," a guy barge in between us and the girl. "I'm her boyfriend and she wasn't the one assigned to write that stuff. Don't get too high thinking you can get any girl in the school."

We are starting to get glares from the cafeteria by now and the last I want to do was create a scene. I recently got called to the principal office for a fight and I couldn't sit through another lecture of my parents.

"Why you little-"

"Enough, James," I say as I refrain him for hitting the guy. "This must be a misunderstanding. Could you tell us the one assigned to write this though?"

The guy sighs. "Okay, but I'm pretty sure she also isn't the type of girl who would do this. Anyway, her name is Carolyne Rose and you will probably find her at the library or at the rooftop."

Carolyne Rose.

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'C. Rose'.

Could it be...?

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