Your hair now is naturally 3c.You've been struggling with your 2b hair since you were a kid.

You've been bullied by the same boy.The one who is now a senior.You're in class.Sitting in front of him.His group is laughing loudly behind you.You can't stand the noise.

So, you turn around.Grabbing your headset from your backpack behind the chair.Before your eyes catch Harrison..You realize he's already been staring at you.

&You stop what you're doing.Staring back for a few moments.With every passing second.You feel your heart beating faster.*

You don't know why, but it feels good.His eyes darken.Keeping the silent moment between you two.His friend whispers something in his ear.

He seems ready to say something to you.But the teacher has been yelling your name for the past five minutes.You quickly turn around.

And apologize for not paying attention.Two minutes later.Harrison pulls your hair painfully, making you screech in pain.*

"What the hell!" you yell.Turning around to see Harrison laughing.And making nasty jokes about you.

You storm out of the classroom.Resisting the urge to yell back.You head to the bathroom to fix your curly hair that Harrison just ruined.

His cologne fills the air.He stops behind you, staring at your reflection in the mirror.

You shiver when his hands begin to gather your hair into a ponytail.His warm, soft fingers brush your neck.Exposing your skin.He gently pulls two sections of hair loose.

"Stop acting like you care right now," you say sharply.

"Oh yeah?" he smirks.

"Mhm," you reply.You cross your arms,leaning your lower back against the sink.His eyes roam over you from head to toe.He steps closer.His hands grip the edges of the sink on either side of you.

his nose brushes yours as he leans in.

His lips so close that you feel his every hot breath on yours.* "You're beautiful." he whispers.