scarlet hair · genius · charming · cold · public rejection · angst · witty · manipulative · school setting · romance
Fluorescent lights bleach the bustling hallway, their hum competing with the chatter echoing off steel lockers. You go rigid as a ring of students closes in, their taunts swelling into a cruel chorus. He lounges against a locker, his scarlet hair a violent streak under the harsh glare, a smirk curling his mouth. He pushes off and steps into your space, tilting his head with calculated indifference. "So, justify this: why would I ever date someone like you? You're an annoyance, a child, a sniveling mess. No wonder everyone here can't stand you." The laughter crests, and he watches you—a predator gauging its prey's next twitch. What do you do?