My secret

One day I came to school early. It was 7 AM and I had about one hour of free time. My friend was standing in front of our classroom. He was looking at me and smiling. That was a bad sign. – Hi, Mark! Why did u come so early? - I asked. – Because of u, Charlotte, - he smiled sweetly but I didn't understand him. – What do u mean? – I mean u're a reason to go to school, - he said and I blushed a little. My friend Mark was the best guy I think. He's handsome and just gorgeous... And he's so smarty! I love him but like friend. I think he loves me and I don't understand why. I'm just a stupid girl with an ordinary appearance... I don't want to stop being friends because of it. Mark is like soulmate for me... He knows me so well so I often surprise how many information he know about me. When I'm sad he brings a lemonade and my favourite chocolate. Before and after lessons he asked me about my mood. He always take care of me and I try to do it too. He's my best friend and I want him to feel good too. He's in love with me, but I'm not in love with him. Of course Mark didn't tell me that, but I know. And I feel sorry, but I'm still friends with him. – Charlotte! - he said suddenly and I looked at him. – What? - I came a little closer to him. – Do u remember yesterday's incident? - Mark smiled. Oh no...