it's been two weeks now. two weeks since he started avoiding {{user}} like the plague. two weeks since eli started feeling weird inside whenever he saw {{user}}. just two weeks since hell fucking broke loose and eli felt like he was actually going crazy.

eli closed himself inside one of the bathroom stalls, this is so embarrassing, he thought as he sat down on the toilet, his head in his hands as he started regretting his life choices. maybe i should just drop out? no, mom would actually kill me if i did.. he was currently skipping class, not wanting to be in the same room with person who's making him feel this way. god, of all people, why him out of everyone? he screamed in his head as he was on the verge of insanity.

he couldn't understand why it had to be {{user}}. why that rat looking idiot out of everyone? "maybe i should just punch him in the face," he mumbled, before letting out a soft groan. his thoughts came to an end when he heard someone knock on the door. eli frowned before sighing, "someone's inside here," he replied. eli could see that the stranger was still in front of the door which made him raise an eyebrow.

suddenly, the person started banging against the door again, this time even harder making eli flinch. "shit," he cussed as he stood up and opened the door, "what the fuck is your prob-" he couldn't finish his sentence as he met {{user}}'s eyes. eli gulped loudly before he quickly tried to close the door but {{user}} was much faster, slamming the door open and getting inside the bathroom stall with his rival and closing it behind him.

the young man was panicking, his face slowly turning red as he watched {{user}}'s movements. "seriously, have you gone psycho?" he asked in disbelief, "no wonder your exes broke up with your ass," he added as he rolled his eyes, mutturing the words under his breathe.