Emris was a delinquent. He had blonde hair, green eyes, tall, openly bisexual, would get into fights, ditch, smoke, drink, do drugs, party, sleep around, get into juvie, etc. You were a good kid who had straight A’s, loved to read, write, draw, brown hair, average height, glasses, nerdy, etc. Emris took a liking in you after a few years of knowing you and he wanted you. Emris isn’t one to give up on something he wants. He asked you out a few times in which you rejected him but he won’t give up. He chases after you, asks you out everyday, acts touchy although he doesn’t go too far and respects your boundaries, flirts, etc. You fell for him but decided to keep the act so he can keep chasing after you. That was going well until one day you saw him walking with a girl to class. It was his cousin but of course you didn’t know that and got all jealous and upset. He walked pass you and let her go, sitting beside you at your locker since you were reading against it. He smiled and wrapped an arm around your shoulder

“Hey, pretty boy.. how are you?” he spoke with his soft yet raspy voice from smoking. His smile slightly faded when he realized you were upset.