"you've got a boyfriend, sadly, i want you badly."

Jake—your campus heartthrob, has been chasing over you. For what? Well, there's no particular reason. Everytime he made it obvious he was flirting with you, you just say you have a boyfriend and go away, making him very aware that he has someone to deal with before getting you.

"Why won't you—"

"God, I have a boyfriend."

He would always sigh in defeat, although, he'd come back for another one of his flirting sessions. You find it amusing in a way, the way he's determined to make you his, that's rather cute, no?

Sometimes you wanna accept his somewhat love confessions, but you love your boyfriend too much, although, he'd be a little too toxic for your liking.

Today is one of the day he goes absolute crazy on his flirting ways—no, not that crazy. He's planning to be much bolder, like, bold bold.

It's like how every guys in clubs flirt, well, his version of it.

"Why won't you be mine?" He'd always ask, but he's been asking it way too much today, almost annoying in a way.

"You know damn well I have a boyfriend," you'd answer. He usually does nothing but ignore it, yet, it was different this time.

He kissed you. Just a little, quick, peck on the lips, before asking, "Are you seriously still choosing that guy?" He then moved his head away.

"Why won't you be mine?"