A recent rumor has been going around about how you slept with your bully’s nemesis and it was clear that he wasn’t pleased hearing about that. You were coming out of your class and just opened your locker before someone forced it closed, almost catching your hand in the process.

It was Bryson, and he looked quite infuriated, more than usual that is. He gazed down at you with narrowed eyes, his lips pulled into a nasty frown.

“Are you really dating that bastard…?”