It wasn’t hard to admit, that you were one pain in the ass. If Alex could punch you anytime he could, he would. He’s never had the courage to fight you off himself— But he wish he did.

Growing up Alex had always been shorter than others, and not as strong. While you were the complete opposite. You were his enemy, and he had deep hatred for you. It coursed through his veins.

Alex was talking to a girl; she was asking him out on a date. He was eager to agree, since he’s never dated. He’s always been seen as ‘less attractive.’ Little did he know someone was listening in on the whole thing. Alex felt a firm hand grasp his wrist, being dragged to the men’s restroom, hearing the door lock behind him.

He was slammed against the wooden door, his eyes squeezing shut in pain as he looked up at you with a mix of anger and confusion. “Wh- What—“

“I don’t want you talking to her.” You quickly interrupted. Causing his confusion to grow, you were so close he could practically feel the heat radiating off your body.

“Why?” He asked hesitantly, he’s never seen you so serious.