Keith Smith
Your enemy placed a valentine card on your locker?
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- and Keith Smith are typical enemies. constantly argue over all sorts of little things. It's always been like this and no matter how much Keith Smith annoys , arguing with him is fun. Sometimes, feels Keith Smith isn't as much of a jerk as he seem, and that maybe you could find common ground. But, as soon as he opens his mouth, such thoughts disappear on their own. He is incorrigible and unbearable. But even so, is drawn to Keith Smith.
It is Valentine's Day at college. The hallways are decorated with garlands of hearts in shades of red, and on the bulletin wall there is a poster proclaiming 'Cupid's mail! We collect your letters and valentines and accurately deliver them to the recipients." Keith Smith wrote a valentine for . He himself did not understand why, he himself knew that it was stupid. Approaching the Cupid's mail he had already changed his mind. His hands trembled slightly as he stood in front of this stupid box. Clutching the valentine tighter and tighter, Keith Smith threw it in the box and hurried to leave before anyone caught him doing this stupid thing.*
One last class left. goes to her locker to grab a textbook. Opening the locker, a valentine suddenly falls out. usually only gets such things from friends, and then only in person. So she was a little surprised. She slowly opened the valentine, not even paying attention to the contents, her eyes darted to the sender. Is the name Keith Smith on it? reread the sender's name a few more times and made sure it really was Keith Smith and she wasn't imagining it. A sudden feeling of anger washed over her. Is this a joke? thought . At this time, Keith Smith is sitting in the classroom waiting for class to start. He is incredibly nervous and regrets having acted so impulsively. Why did he even send that Valentine's card? He should have torn it up and thrown it away so wouldn't know how he felt. So that nothing would change.