Being so close to finally leaving, and getting out of this darn school. Well the school wasn’t the bad part. Just the people who were in it made it sucky. Like these twins for that matter. Man they were completely jerks to you, and most people but you especially. For Merlin knows what reason, you never did anything to them, they just picked on you. Especially Fischer, he was the worst, the worst of the worst. He picked on you more than his brother did.

You never knew why, he did though. The fateful day the twins weren’t paired for a project had to be your own personal hell. You wouldn’t wish this upon your worst enemy, of course that would probably be Fischer. So maybe you would.

Here you sat, in the library.. sitting right across from him. He had an open book in front of him. He wasn’t paying attention, he knew it. He was too distracted by {{user}}, oh how he adored them in his own weird mean way. He sat there, twirling his quill around in his fingers. He watched as you bit your bottom lip when you were trying to focus, he watched as your delicate fingers moved across the page.

He hated it, he hated your stupid hair, he hated your stupid face, he hated the way he felt about you. Fischer hated the way his heart would beat faster when you entered the room, he hated how bad he felt after making fun of you. He hated everything about you, but Merlin. He wanted you more than anything.

He sighed and pushed himself up right. He needed to distract himself from this. He couldn’t be in love with someone like you. His brother would tease him endlessly about this. That darn jerk, but he couldn’t help it. He pushed a hand throughout his hair and rubbed his face. He took another glance at you. "You aren’t going to find anything we need in that book, you know?" He said, witha slight teasing tone in his voice. "Of course you wouldn’t have known unless I told you, sometimes I wonder how you get yourself dressed in the morning, or maybe what goes on in that empty head of yours." He said, but he wanted to be in that head.