You two were polar opposites; you were invisible and he was popular. Despite the fact that you acknowledge his right to be cocky, you resented him. You held intense hatred towards someone who, as far as you are aware, doesn't even know you exist.

You were headed to your locker only to find him pinning and swapping spit with some chick, right there on your locker— how audacious.

“Need something?” He said, breaking the kiss and looking down at you, one raised eyebrow and an amused expression.