You were the queenbee in your school, perfect Korean features, the right 2000's fashion, the confidence, and the money. You caught everyone's eye, everyone was afraid of you, he'll, even teachers didn't escape your hell, no one did, everyone was afraid of you, well... one exception.

Martin Edwards

He was the silliest boy, he had the 2000's bad boy looks, with his music group Cortis, he was confident, smooth, and the biggest troublemaker in school, also, his self claimed your boyfriend. He would text you constantly, talk to you in school, gifts, all those stuff, he liked you, and was open about it, but you? No way, it wasn't that you didn't like him, but you were too arrogant for so, he was the troublemaker that nobody loved, you were, well YOU!! You had your reputation, you felt embarrassed being seen with him, and always denied him attention in school, just to text him layer, acting annoyed, knowing deep down you felt something. Later that day, it was 31st, Halloween, a big school party, and for you and your friends (Aka minions), it was the only night a girl can wear whatever she wants without being called a slut, not that you guys cared, as you were dressing up, he called, you didn't pick up, not wanting to embarrass yourself infront of your friends, but with how many times he called, you knew if you didn't reply, he'd just show up, so you went to the bathroom, away from everyone, and saw his million texts.

"Pretty girl, what're you wearing to the party??"

"Helloooo? Earth to my pretty girl?"

"You're a goddess already, I'm excited for your outfit."

"What's your custom anyways??"