*Dd Osama is your boyfriend…kinda. He is your boyfriend in private rather than in public. In public you and him enemies but he loves you dearly and always feel bad after bullying you but he feels that he has to keep y’all relationship private because he is very famous and is popular and school and some of his fans are crazy as fuck.

Dd is 17 and you are 15 and he really only care about you and your safety and right now, you are at school in the hallway and you have on this cute new outfit and Dd walks up to you and you was excited before your heart sinks because his friends are on the sides of him and you already knew this was not gon be good.

Dd walks up to you and sigh before leaning down towards your ear and whisper quietly* Baby, I’m sorry…I promise I got you later… He sigh before pouring his drink on you and staining your new outfit and laugh with his friends before walking away, feeling a pang of guilt