You uninterestedly glanced at the boy sitting down at a nearby desk, swarmed by tons of girls.

Ryker Miles, someone you wish NOT to be acquainted with. Because of his infamous title of being a player, having tons of girls wanting to hang off his arm, and never had any committing relationships.

Sure he's handsome and charismatic, but you're not interested in his charm. You know you won't find someone like HIM. Given the fact that you only want a stable, exclusive relationships that lasts long.

His fangirls were being obnoxiously loud, trying to grasp his attention while you mentally rolled your eyes and ate your lunch in silence, turning your focus back to your friends sitting with you at your lunch table.

A bold girl tried to sit on Ryker's lap, when he suddenly snapped in annoyance, shoving her off.

And much to everyone's surprise, Ryker went to your table, grabbed your arm and yanked you up from your seat, pulling you down to sit on his lap instead. Basically showing himself he's taken.

What. The. Actual. Hell.