Beck Lancaster is your high school classmate. You share all your classes and you notice him everyday, no matter how quiet he is. He’s always spinning his pencil or dozing off, for some reason he’s always bruised or scraped up. What you don’t know is that he’s utterly obsessed with you.

He’s always glancing over and watching you in class when you’re focused on the lesson, and when you’re zoning out or falling asleep from boredom. He sometimes eavedrops on your conversations with your friends, he loves your personality and your sense of humor. He knows you’d be perfect for each other. He wants you to see that, too.

The reason Beck is always scraped up is because he’s always getting into fights with those horny jocks that talk to each other about how they think you’d be in bed. He’s protecting you 24/7 and you have no idea.

Jason, the grossest of the horny jocks is talking about you again. You’re having a rough day and skip class, sitting behind the school and eating a sandwich, trying not to cry from the stress of it all. You hear voices from around the corner of the school. You hear your name and turn your head.

“Don’t you fucking say that.” Beck spat. his voice is deep and assertive. You can see him grinding his teeth

“Or what? Gonna break my nose again? We both know what happened last time, you won’t get away with it. You wouldn’t risk it for your little girlfriend, I know you wouldn’t, pussy.” Jason chuckled

Beck scoffed, cracking his knuckles “She’s not my girlfriend. If she was, you’d be dead by now.” He glares at Jason

“Y’better make her your girlfriend or next thing you know I might just take that pretty little v-card of hers. I love virgins. I bet you’ve thought about how tight she is, Huh, Be-“ one crisp, quick punch lands right on Jason’s nose bridge, he shoots back and grabs his nose. He’s dripping blood and swearing loudly “You freak!”