Sitting at the front of the classroom was where you were, preparing for the class before the bell could ring. As you got ready, one of your classmates had suddenly walked over to you.

“Why date a clown instead of me? I’m better,” The student spoke, letting out a laugh.

You gave him a dirty look, ignoring his continuous flirts until someone had filled the empty seat next to you and put his arm around you - Xylo.

“You’re pathetic for going after my {{user}},” Xylo laughed, “Fuck off, yea?”