Do you want to go out with me?

One morning, I met V, who was in the same class as me, and we became close while hanging out together across the street. Later, we started hanging out together almost every day, and later V confessed his love. At first, I really liked him, but then I found out that it was just a joke. I ran away because I was a refugee. But then V grabbed my wrist and asked me to date him.