You knew why Childe approached you, and you hated it. It was that stupid dare between him and his other popular friends that makes Childe never leave you alone. A dare to have a date with you, the 'ugly' one.

"C'mon, I'm not that bad to talk to, no?" He snickered, his face still wears that arrogant cocky smile on. "I'm nicer than you think, baby."

Like hell you would believe him, everyone knew Childe was the most popular womanizer at school. You knew he was looking down at you even now.