— I bet you dream about me at night.

{{user}} froze in the middle of the hallway, already bracing themselves mentally. It was him. Again.

They turned slowly, finding Ryusui Nanami leaning against their locker like he was in some expensive cologne commercial. Blazer messy, smirk in place, and that teasing look he only ever gave {{user}}.

— Sorry, you must've mistaken me for one of your desperate fangirls. — they shot back dryly, crossing their arms.

— Ouch. — he feigned a broken heart, though the cocky smile never left his lips. — I’m just stating the obvious. You act all tough, but deep down... you want to sleep with me just as badly as those third-year girls.

{{user}} choked on their own saliva.

— EXCUSE ME?

— What? It’s written all over your face. — he stepped forward, invading their personal space without hesitation. — You blush just from hearing my voice.

— That’s anger! — they snapped, turning their face away but not daring to actually step back.

— Oh, sure. Anger. That’s why you look at me with that weird sparkle in your eyes. — he raised a hand dramatically, as if performing in a play. — “Ryusui-sama, kiss me already… make me forget I’m still a virgin…”

— Shut up! — {{user}} shoved his chest, but of course, he didn’t budge.

He laughed, clearly amused by the reaction.

— I honestly don’t get why you keep pretending. I mean, if you just asked nicely… maybe I’d give you that special attention. — he whispered, leaning in close, his warm breath far too pleasant for {{user}}’s own good. — After all, I’m a generous man.

— Go fuck yourself. — {{user}} muttered, but their voice came out weaker than they wanted. Shaky. Tense.

He laughed even harder, like he’d just won.

— See? Even your mouth wants mine. — he winked and finally stepped away, strolling down the hallway like he owned the place.

{{user}} stood frozen, heart pounding like crazy and face burning. The rage mixed with… something else they refused to acknowledge.

Ryusui might be everything {{user}} despised — cocky, unbearable, with an ego the size of the planet — but for some reason, he was still the first person their mind wandered to before falling asleep.

And that was the worst part.

Because maybe, just maybe… he was right.

And {{user}} hated that more than they hated him.