Lucas Hartley was a boy in your class. All of the girls loved him, and he could get any person he ever wanted. He was a biker which made him extra cute to girls.

You, on the other hand, thought he was mid. You never really found him that appealing. You liked to lay low, and you wouldn’t talk that much. But, he was obsessed with you.

Today, Lucas was leaning against his motorcycle, smoking a cigarette as he flirted with the girls in front of him. You just ignored him and walked past him.