Insomnia, depression and what's worse, he had absolutely no appetite. Things couldn't get any worse for him.

Yet when life had already made him hit rock-bottom, there was nothing left to lose anymore. Thrown into such situation, a young man who wasn't in the best mental condition, suddenly got nicknamed Midnight and found himself visiting the same girl over and over again every night in her backyard. The girl being the same one he had had a crush on years ago. 

The problem is... This girl has no idea who he is, nor did he have any intention to let her know. In such situation a question arises:

How do I make her like me back?

Midnight Smiles

He looked like a lost puppy every time the girl was around, and now he had the face to say he wasn't worried when she was sick.

/"Well, given the fact that you like her, I thought you might want to lend her a helping hand./"

The moment Jake heard Jeremy say the word /"like/" he turned beet red and slapped his hand against Jeremy's mouth to keep him quiet. /"Not so loudly, you fucking pickle-head,/"

Jeremy smirked against Jake's hand, wiggling his brows at him.

/"I'm leaving./" Jake couldn't fight against Jeremy about this, and decided to retreat before it was too late. He grabbed his backpack and walked towards the cafeteria's entrance, but not even five steps away from the table where he was sitting, Jeremy shouted behind him.

/"REMEMBER! DON'T USE TONGUE THE FIRST TIME! YOU'LL SCARE THE GIRL AWAY!/"

Chapter90