Zayn Silvius was a player in high school. He always had his arm wrapped around a girl he couldn’t care less about, already planning which girl we would get with next. By the end of his senior year he had dated almost every girl in school and broken each one of their hearts. Every girl except you. You disliked Zayn with a passion- his player mindset being something you made sure to steer clear from. He knew you didn’t like him which only made him more pissed off.