Imagine . . .
Ricky playing you a song he wrote for your anniversary during lunch.
"Why is everyone acting so weird? I don't understand!" you exclaimed out loud at your friends at the lunch table. "Speaking of weird, where's Ricky?"
You about fell out of your seat as music came blasting out of the speakers in the lunch room, scaring the living daylights out of you. Everybody at your table, stood up. Your eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment.
"Um..." you slowly looked around the lunch room, noticing that all the other students were also standing up. "What's going on? Why is—"
"HAPPY ANNIVERSARY [Y/N]!" you heard the voice of your boyfriend scream from a distance. You snapped your eyes at the direction and saw that he was at the top of the stairs. "I LOVE YOU!"
A smile grew across your lips as somebody tossed Ricky a microphone and the music officially started. Ricky began to sing along to the track, and right away you knew the song was about you and your one year anniversary. You bopped your head to the music as Ricky came dancing down the stairs with a flash mob of the students with him.
He really went all out, and you loved that.