They asked him to write about love.
Another Mr Schue's great assignment. This week's theme was "Express your feelings".
What a fuckery. He bet it was Rachel's idea.
So here he was, sitting at his desk, searching for something to write. What the fuck was he supposed to say? Some fluffy shit about how his heart would beat faster when his eyes would meet hers?
Fuck, he wasn't Finn.
He sighed. Since when was he doing his homework anyway? He'd find some excuse.
He woke up in the middle of the night. He knew.
They asked him to write about love. So he did.
He wrote down her name.
Quinn.