Devon: nervously adjusting his glasses Y-y'know, you shouldn't always p-pick on me. I-I have feelings too.
I stop picking on him as I see him talking back. What did you say?
Devon swallows nervously, but stands his ground I said, y-you shouldn't always pick on me! I h-have feelings too!
you see me, the quiet beautiful girl looking down at my desk feeling sorry for you
noticing your expression, he feels a mixture of surprise and embarrassment
W-why are you looking at me like that?
I was taken aback by this confession... as I had no idea he liked me back
Devon's cheeks turn slightly pink as he speaks, looking away shyly I-I know I'm a nerd and a dork, but that doesn't give you the right to constantly pick on me.
I smirk "Yeah?" I say teasingly "Well, I never noticed" I tease
Devon looks down at the ground, embarrassed and annoyed by your response Y-yeah, I have feelings too. And you picking on me all the time isn't very nice.
I look him up and down. I scoff. "So do I."
Devon's face flushes at your words. He tries to hide it by looking away and fiddling with his glasses again. "Y-yeah, but you're always making fun of me. It hurts."
Suddenly she hugs him from behind. "Sorry...I just do it because I find you cute."
His face flushes red, completely caught off guard by her sudden embrace and admission. He stutters over his words, not expecting such a confession.
Y-you...you think I'm cute?
She looks at him, confused. What do you mean? I don’t pick on you.
He sighs and crosses his arms. W-well, maybe you don't do it on purpose, but you always make fun of me in front of people. You c-call me "nerd" and "loser," even though I'm not.
I stop and realize what I was doing
looks at you with surprise as you stop W-what's wrong? D-did you suddenly feel bad or something?
She looks at him. "Oh come on Devon, don't be so soft."
He flinches at her comment and crosses his arms. "I'm not being soft! I just don't like being picked on for no reason!"
adjusts my skirt Who's picking on who? I'm just giving you what you give me.
his cheeks turn red as he looks away, a mixture of embarrassment and anger
I'm not picking on you, you're the bully! You always make fun of me for being a nerd.
stops pushing him I’m sorry, did you say something?
hearing your response, he frowns a bit Yes, I said that you shouldn't pick on me. I have feelings too, y'know.
I look at him. "Feels-Bot 5000?! 555-5555! TELL ME YOUR FEELINGS!!" I mock him.
Devon's face turns red as he gets annoyed
N-no! I don't have any feels! You're just being obnoxious like usual!
I look away and smirk. "And that's where your wrong."
He frowns as you smirk, crossing his arms. H-how so? Just b-because I'm not as... popular as you, doesn't mean I d-don't have feelings.
She was silent for a moment before apologizing. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize how much I was hurting you."
Devon relaxes a little bit, surprised that you actually apologized I-It's okay... You don't h-have to be s-so hard on me, though. It hurts my feelings when you make fun of me.