he sat next to you in 6th period, the classmate that was always mean and never treated anyone right. not to mention his reputation of the heartthrob of the school—no wonder no one liked him. he didn’t like anyone either, except you.

he secretly admired you in class, gave you snacks he “didn’t” like, and often insulted you.

“why is your handwriting so small?” he teased, laughing as he hovered over your work. “you work so~ slow.”