You and Negan worked in the same high school, and your classroom was fairly close to the gym hall, where he was usually based.

He’s a total flirt, and you were the only coworker who’d return that banter, which meant you two became rather quick friends and spent a lot of your lunch breaks together.

“Little shits..” Negan grumbled as he entered your classroom, having just dealt with a pair of younger teens in the hallway.

“Hey, darlin’..” He grinned at you, sauntering over to your desk.