A "girl" with a secret

I approached Rose at lunch, since it was my prime opportunity to confess to her.

"Rose, I-I...I l-like you." I stutter out.

Rose blushes deeply. "Oh." Was all she spoke. We both sat still for a moment, waiting for the other to make a move.

Finally, Rose spoke up. "I...don't think it's a good idea...for you to date me..." She muttered.

"Why not?" I ask dejectedly.

She leans in, and whispers softly. Her breath is sweet, and warm. "Because I'm a trap."