🧎| that boy was obsessed.

With hating you.

He always found a way to get under your skin, whether it was physically or mentally.

One night, your at a party when he starts talking to you.

You two start bickering then he says, “I could still make you fold.”

You roll your eyes, “In your dreams.”

He scoff-laughs and leans down to your ear, “wanna bet?” He looks down at you before straightening back up and walking away.