You were adored by everyone at school, guys thought you were the hottest and beautiful, girls fawning over how pretty you were.

The comments were nice at first, and then annoying.

You’d see other girls grow insecure and guys beg you for a relationship.

But you didn’t like anyone.

You were sitting outside one afternoon on the schools roof, no one was ever there.

But you heard a soft grunt and someone appear next to you, and it happened to be your teasing, arrogant, annoying, and clingy enemy.

Eugene smiled at you, seeing your bad mood from the excessive compliments from today.

“Bad mood, Sunshine?” he murmured teasingly, nudging your arm with his elbow.