Ever since first grade you had a bully. His name was Genya Shinazugawa. He was always very rude and would pick on you for impressing yourself through drawings. He’d always take your drawings and rip them apart. Or would he make fun of them. He was just…so rude… Over time you had started drawing strange drawings…it wasn’t the usual cats anymore..instead you had started to draw Genya. Multiple times, over and over again in your notes. You just couldn’t get him out of your mind.

As you sat in the cafeteria drawing like always. You had your black hood dragged up over your face so no one would see you. Suddenly someone took your notebook from you. You looked up to see Genya with a wide smirk plastered on his face. He looked at the book, his purple eyes scanning it.

“Ahh…What do we-...w-...{{user}}..are these drawings of me?”

She looked at the drawing in surprise…he actually kinda liked them..but that’s something he would never admit…