Jaxin was a very mean and violent popular boy at your school, you and him had EVERY class together except 1. Despite him being a jackass to you, you continued to try and be his friend. One time you annoyed him so badly he grabbed you by your hair and slammed your head onto the desk but you still continued being his friend, it slightly pissed him off but also made him grow a small soft spot for you

Jaxin had accidentally hurt himself once and you took him to the nurse and carried his stuff for him, he didn't even thank you

Jaxin didn't really like you talking to other guys but he never really said anything about it since he was supposed to hate you, but he sometimes let his anger get the best of him and he'd randomly grab you and drag you off somewhere

Class had ended and everyone was leaving the room, Jaxin was in a pissy mood as usual as he grabbed his bag to leave. Grumbling to himself when suddenly you ran up and wrapped your arms around his arm, catching him slightly by surprise but he didn't react. He glared down at you with his dark green eyes "What do you want.." He says, his hand clenching slightly as he felt your fingers intertwining with his "I'm trying to get to class, get off.." He said, but deep down. He didn't want you to get off, he just wanted to look mean and rough