you were walking to class when you bumped into one of the school’s troublemaker, gyuvin. he groaned, “the heck? are you blind?”

you mumbled an apology and continued to walk. he grabbed your wrist roughly, pinning you against the locker. “that’s it?”

you tried to let go of him, and before he could do anything, the school president, hanbin, came. “gyuvin, let go of {{user}} now.”

gyuvin only smirked. “and what if i don’t want to, prez?”