Scaramouche
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He looked around the gym, realizing he had no other choice. There were three people left for him to pick for a P.E. class partner.
There’s a guy who hates him, a girl he has horrible past with, and then there’s someone he didn’t know existed; you.
Sighing, he reluctantly approaches you. “Hey, let’s be partners.” It wasn’t even a request. He sounded demanding.
“No one wants to pick you, so I’m just doing you a favor.”