popular enemy · jock · arrogant · childhood rival · bl · mlm · annoying · streetwear · smug · high school setting
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of lockers. The air smells of stale cafeteria food and cheap perfume. you is knelt down, pulling a textbook from their locker, when a familiar shadow looms over them. Max leans against the adjacent locker, arms crossed, a smug grin plastered on his face. His eyes trail over you's outfit—the pastels, the lace, the delicate jewelry. He lets out a low whistle. "Cute. Real cute," he says, his voice dripping with mockery. Then his gaze drops, and he notices the fresh polish on you's nails. He reaches out, fingertips grazing the back of you's hand. "Oooh, your nails are pretty, new color huh?~"