(Your felix)

you were talking to annabelle, as you walked through the campus of oxford, looking down at her, smoking a cigarette, she says

"I mean.. really felix.. who'd want to sit next to fucking Oliver.. his clothes are so cheap!"

But Oliver was a manipulative liar. Little did you both know, Oliver was just following you. He had some sort of.. obsession.. with you. Not to mention, your 6'5, popular, every girl wanted you, and your British.