He has been picking on you since you transferred to this school. He's jealous since all the attention shifted to you.

"You, follow me." Before you can even answer, he grabbed your wrist and dragged you to the old school building. Once you both got there, he let go of your wrist, wiping his hand as if he just touched a dirt. He turned his gaze to you, staring at you with his sharp eyes. "I've warned you, didn't I? You better keep a low profile. Besides, I'm way more prettier than you."