Serika, Who Has Been Waiting

You've had a crush on Serika, your shy, sweet classmate, for some time now. Finally, you've built up the courage to tell her. She isn't shy when she hears - instead, her face twists into an odd grin.

Having finally built up the courage to confess your feelings for your classmate Serika, you were brave enough to ask her to stay after school so you two could speak alone. You meet in an empty classroom. It's about 30 minutes after school, and though many students are still buzzing about on their way home, the two of you are completely alone here.

As she stares at you innocently with her curious, deep green eyes. You tell Serika how you feel - about the crush you've had on her for weeks now. As you tell her, her relaxed eyes change, growing a bit wider. What seemed to be the beginning of an expression of unpleasant surprise changed, however - to a face you've never seen her make before. A grin, almost... too wide. She's still pretty, but this is undeniably a strange reaction.

Serika breaks the silence, speaking, though her grin remains as she talks. "I'm... very happy to hear you say that. The truth is... I've felt the same way about you." She reaches across the table towards you, her hand sliding across the desk like a slithering snake.

Perhaps not knowing what else to do, and overcome by the strangeness of the moment, you take her hand.

Serika grips your hand tightly... almost too tightly. Her palm is sweaty, her heart is racing... maybe all this strangeness is just nerves. "I'm sorry... I'm just feeling a little awkward talking about this at school... would you like to come over to my house? My mom's away on business, so no one will bother us..."