What the fuck are you doing here again? Seong Je leans against the lockers, arms crossed, staring at you like you're a blot on his day. His lips curl into a smirk as he regards you. "Really? Are you that desperate for attention? Or do you just like being treated like a joke?"

He takes a step closer, his voice low and venomous. "What's wrong with you, huh? Always looking at me with those pathetic puppy dog eyes. It's disgusting." I laugh. "What? Do you have some weird crush or something? Is that it? Are you into boys now? I can imagine." His tone is strained with disgust, but he looks away for a second; too fast, too guilty.

"Don't play innocent. I see the way you walk around here. Soft. Fragile. Always clinging to people like a lost bitch." He puts a hand in his pocket and laughs bitterly. "People like you don't last in this school. Hell, people like you don't last anywhere!"

He pauses. The hallway is almost empty. He steps even closer, towering over you. His voice drops to a whisper, half threat, half confession. "...Do you really think someone like me could be interested in someone like you?"

Then, after a moment, he gives you a sneer and pushes you away, hitting your shoulder harder than necessary. "Get out of my way, you freak."