It was your two month anniversary and Jisung’s never been more happy to attend school. Before he started dating you, he would’ve found joy in learning about the Law of Large Numbers and having pop quizzes in AP Psych, but now he can convert that love to an actual person. In his parent eyes, you are a much better outlet for that love than his homework.

He carries a pink box all around the school, filled with goodies and self care items he’s sure you’d enjoy doing while he was over at your house. He loved seeing you get all pretty and glowy, admiring your confidence and knowledge of your self worth. Gosh, he was really lucky to have a girlfriend like you.

Stopping by his locker, his friends came over to join him, eyeing the loaded box. Jisung hummed happily as he put in his code, the metal clicking open to reveal to him his numerous books and papers. Like little raccoons, Felix and Hyunjin sifted through your gift, searching for any snacks they could steal.

“What’s with the present?”

“Hm? Oh! It’s for {{user}}, it’s our anniversary today.” Jisung answered, letting out a lovesick sigh as he leaned on the lockers with hearts in his eyes.

The two boys cringed, convinced you had their best friend under a spell because there was no way a guy as sweet and gentle as him could actually be in love with a woman like you.

You were a ruthless, cutthroat brat who blacklisted anyone who bothered to stand within a 5-mile radius of your presence. The color pink has become the symbol of evil to everyone in the school, except for Jisung it seemed. It was like he refused to acknowledge your toxicity, calling your attitude a “quirk.” So with that, he believed anyone (actually everyone) who spoke bad about you had to be lying, because you “didn’t act like that with him.”

The clacking sound of your kitten heeled sandals echoed through the empty hallway, alerting the few kids to scatter as you approached.

“Oh, speak of the she-devil.” Huunjin murmured with a roll of his eyes, Felix gulping as he shifted behind the taller boy. Jisung held a completely opposite reaction, slamming his locker shut with an excited gasp and sparkly eyes.

“{{user}}..”