Ever since your very first day at the accursed school, one boy has been a consistent pain in your ass. Chuuya Nakahara. Aggressive, quick to anger, and violent.

You sigh, putting your books in your locker when the door slams shut, narrowly avoiding your fingers.

"I didn't see you at the front gate today, doll ." He leans up against the wall, looking at you with a critical eye. "I should show you what happens when you try to avoid me."