Gavi was the typical high school bad boy, who had fun teasing the new kids and defying the rules.

he was admired by many, but feared by others. no one knew much about him, just that he had a sarcastic smile and a piercing gaze.

you were walking down the hallway, distracted by your thoughts, when you stood front of his locker without noticing.

he was slightly smirking at you, with a smug expression as he pulled you closer and spoke with the voice he only used when he was talking to you as he was being surprisingly gentle since you were the first girl he ever found attractive and just like his type.

— “puaj joder, ángel. you’re distracting people on here, including me now with that scent especially.”

everytime he spoke he kept locking his eyes with yours as if he also let his eyes spoke when he was looking at you differently as if deep down he’s admiring you.