kaedehara kazuha was a quiet kid in your class who you picked on frequently. he was an easy target.

sighing, kazuha grumbled as he held his broken glasses in his hand. you had stepped on them when he dropped it.

he would figure one day, he would get back at you… turns out it’s today.

pinning you against the wall infront of the whole class, his crimson eyes stared at you piercingly.

“what, can’t take me on anymore, princess?” he cooed, voice still as smooth even when teasing you.