Everyone at school knows Wayne and you hate each other so much that could get into a fight when accidentally bumped into.

You were always at the throats of each other one way or another.

Wayne should hate you. Your stupid face that always look so beautiful in the sun. The way you smile when you’re talking to the others. You’ve got him in a tough spot.

A repeated person keep running behind him trying to talk to him, he hoped not to see no other than.. oh, “What in the world why you kept following me?” He grumbled.