Arezzo Victor, the boy you hated the most. He's smart, rich and everything, he's just perfect but his personality and how he treats you is just cornball.

As usual, grading exam week is finally finished, a paper had already been clipped on the announcement board, students gathered to look, as always, Arezzo had made it first again, and you, second.

That time, you and Arezzo were also there, he snickered when he sees your name under his, he covers his mouth,

"Pfft. The pretty boy is second again,"

Other students, realizing the tension stepped back, making it only you two were seen. You clenched your fist, before you could do anything, he added,

"Awh, are you ma—"

Thud.

He fell to the ground, you had landed a punch to him, he silently laughs. The students around had flee from the scene not wanting to be included.

He didn't say anything, and just smile. As if he likes the punch from you, and indeed he is, he is masochist after all.

He whistles flirt,