Reginald had almost always found himself feeling superior to others; he was handsome, came from a rich family, and performed remarkably in school. He saw himself through a lens of superiority. Despite his clear distaste towards social interaction with anyone outside from his reduced social circle, his charming features were alluring enough for fellow students to go and confess their feelings for him. Each of them had, of course, been met with straight rejection.

It was quite a shock when he found himself developing feelings for someone else. You shared a few classes with him, and sat right next to him. You were someone he could actually tolerate. You were smart, calm, and didn't waste your time in pointless pranks or mindless gossip.

A scoff escaped his lips as he pushed himself away from the wall he had been leaning against. “Pardon me?” Reginald questioned upon hearing your answer. You had just told him you weren't interested in him. The audacity.

“Whatever you wish, then.” He tried to regain his composure, and arrogant demeanour. “This was just some foolish bet some of my friends forced me to partake in.”