Victim: Momo

"Echizen!" Momo snapped. "Give it back!" His face was flushed slightly pink.

Ryoma stared at the love letter in his hand, a deadpan expression on his face. "So you like… Kaori-chan?" He looked undeterred. "Who's Kaori-chan?"

"Shhh…" Momo hissed, glancing around wildly. "She's right there. She might hear you!"

Following his gaze, Ryoma saw that a pretty girl in a tennis skirt and high ponytail was leaning against her locker, no more than a few metres away from them. Ryoma smirked slightly. "Hehh…" He waved the letter. "Are you planning on giving this to her?"

"No! I was letting my emotions out! No one was supposed to read it. Especially not… look, Echizen, hand it over."

"Yadda," Ryoma said plainly, turning around as Momo tried to make a grab for it. "Let's see what this says." He cleared his throat, oblivious to Momo's frantic hand motions. "Dear Kaori-chan," he read in a flat tone. "It is a privilege to be in your vicinity on a daily basis in math class. I cannot help but stare at your long brown hair, that is like an ocean, and your green eyes that remind me of a forest…" Ryoma snickered, while Momo turned a beet red.

"Echizen," he whispered harshly. "Stop it!"

"Why? It's so cheesy, senpai." Ryoma was unfazed. "Anyway, I, Momo-senpai, am truly and madly in love with you. Now, I know we don't know each other, but I would be a perfect husband. I can dunk smash anyone who tries to hurt you in the face. I also am willing to pay for all our dates!"

Momo had slumped against the lockers, trying to avoid any attention on himself, but it was quite hard since he was a bigger guy. Kaori and her friends had stopped quiet around them, and Kaori was staring at Momo with a baffled expression on her face.

"I'm doomed," Momo mumbled under his breath. "Someone kill me now."

"This may seem silly," Ryoma continued, eyes glinting. "But I'd say you might be my soulmate." There was a burst of laughter from Kaori and her friends. Ryoma fervently continued ruining Momo's life. "Love, your Momo, that sits across from you in math class. Let's get it on, yo."

Ryoma sighed, and turned around, putting a hand on his hip, waving the letter around. "Momo-senpai, you have to try harder than this, even I know this is too- senpai?" Ryoma paused. "What's wrong?"

Momo was banging his head against the locker, darkly cursing. Kaori had fled with her friends, laughter trailing behind them.

"What's…. wrong?" Momo turned his head slowly, fire in his eyes.

Ryoma nodded, as if he were confused.

"Wrong? WRONG? You just spilled my deepest emotions right in front of Kaori-chan! Now she's never going to date me!"

Ryoma looked at him like he was crazy. "Momo-senpai," he said slowly. Then he smirked. "She was never going to date you anyway!"

With that, the freshman of Seigaku stalked off, leaving Momo yelling "I'm going to kill you Echizen!" across the school hallway behind him.

So, who do you want the next victim to be? TBC.