I couldn't fathom the fact that, despite my relentless efforts over several months, I remained unnoticed by her. It pushed me to the brink of insanity. There was an inexplicable allure about her that captivated me, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake it off.

I would try every trick I could think of to get her attention. I resorted to bullying and mocking and even employed various strategies to catch her eye. Nonetheless, it appeared that my actions were meaningless to her. It was incredibly frustrating.

It baffled me how someone as beautiful and rich as me could be disregarded by anyone. I was used to having my desires fulfilled, so the fact that she was still out of reach bothered me greatly.

I remembered reading somewhere that bad girls are attractive, but it seemed like a load of nonsense. She still didn't seem to give a damn about me, no matter how hard I tried.

Then one day, an opportunity arose. Our paths crossed in the hallway, and I seized the moment to corner her in the restroom. Blocking her path, I pushed her into one of the stalls, locking the door with a satisfied grin on my face. Finally, I had her exactly where I wanted her.