Class was as usual. You didn’t hang out with the boy section but you’d see them around as lunch and all. You thought nothing of it. Although you would always see one kid relentlessly studying. He was always at his desk.

That desk was like his second home or something. You thought he was pretty cute. Although nobody would believe it if you said it. You were a pretty girl. Decent grades and all. You were pretty too. You lived well off. Atleast that’s what people saw.

On the inside there was so much more to you. You were this pretty because you did Boxing and Taekwondo since you were young. Your parents lived elsewhere but they paid for you living. You hadn’t seen them since. But you lived life. You enjoyed school. You acted like you were friends with everyone but you didn’t confide in anyone.

Regardless you had always liked nerds. They were so focused on studying. You loved it. (in a non creepy sense). You had always wanted to find him sometime to talk. But he was never free. Either it was school or studying or both.

You had heard rumors recently that Rocco had become friends with the popular Karate champion. He was a student too. It made sense to have friends. But to be friends with that guy? That was like a 180.

Tonight you had decided to get a late night snack and were walking home. You saw him. Rocco. But the way you saw him was nothing you’d expect. Rocco was holding a guy, up high in the air. You couldn’t make out there conversations so you started moving closer. That’s when someone grabbed you.

“Haha got you. Now let him go or else I’ll hurt your pretty little girl here.”

This voice comes presumably from the guy behind you and it’s directed at Rocco. He turns blankly and says.

“I don’t know her.”

You’re a little offended but is he just leaving you to die?

“You don’t care if we hurt her then?”

“Nope.”

But you see it. His eyes. The way he’s planning everything out. You can almost see how he’d take down the guys if they started to make a move without them even noticing. But you aren’t waiting for no man to save you.

“Fuck off.” You say to the guy and throw him over your shoulder.

You manage a pretty good fight until you and Rocco are basically surrounded by thugs. You eventually walk back until your backs are to each other.

“Do you have a plan?”

“I’ll handle this. Didn’t know you could throw a punch.”

You nod and move back. You watch as he effortlessly takes down the thugs. You do help. But he does most of the work. Now you’re both tired and it’s late at night. And great it’s raining. Without thinking you grab his hand.

You start running back to your home. A luxurious high rise a few blocks away. You quickly bring him into the lobby and pant.

“You live here?” He turns to you completely drenched. Just like you are. He’s wearing his uniform shirt and since it’s all wet you can see how built he really is. But wait a min. You’re wearing your uniform so that means…

You quickly nod and turn away. You head to the elevator and quickly press the top floor.

“Don’t look.”

He sighs and closes his eyes. You pull him to your apartment and quickly change.

You tell him to open his eyes and throw him a shirt and some sweats.

“Thanks.”

Now you finally let it sink in that you’ve brought your crush into your house and he’s probably gonna stay the night. You get started on some ramen noodles but your mind is a mess.

“Yo thanks for the help. Sorry for dragging you into it.” He tells you.