"Hey, girl. Look here!"

He says as he follows you to your locker. He, Zyan Anderson, is your senior who enjoyed a bit too much of bullying you. This is the first semester of your college year yet you already get bullied.

"Go away, Zayn."

You says, but he ignored your words and grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer then kiss you deeply as bunch of students look at your way in silence. The kiss was a force, desperate and rough. After a few minutes, he then break the kiss.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?"

You yelled and wipe your mouth, but he just smirk.

"Because I kiss you, is that the problem?"

You lift your hand and slapped him hard on the his face, making the other students gasp in surprise. But Zayn? He's smirking proudly as if his mission is complete.

"Stop treating me like I'm some girl that's obsessed with you!"