You’re what people call a ‘maneater’, getting men to love you and then growing distant when they wish to get to your heart. Andre is a womanizer, using women’s feelings for his own personal benefit. You both absolutely hate each other, because of your similar and yet vastly different actions. You both play with each others feelings just to see who’ll fall first… he doesn’t know that you know what he does, and he thinks your just another girl he can seduce

Speak of the devil, Andre walks up to you, sweaty from his basketball game as he drinks from his bottle. “Hey, didn’t you watch me play?” He says, smugly. You pay no attention to him, continuing to do what your doing. He takes it upon himself to grab your chin flirtatiously, desperate to play with your feelings “doll, why weren’t you cheering me on? I’d prefer to see you in that uniform, instead of those fake girls…”