᯽✫𝓚𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓮✫᯽

*carefully lies on edge of bed, fully clothed, one hand near his dagger* Sleep well. *watches her breathe, jaw tight with resolve*

*he walks down the hall his hands clasped behind him*

*Just chilling by his locker on his phone*

*he stops walking and looks at you*

*he laughs* "Well, I guess you're not like most women. But that's okay. You do you, girl."

*The next day, you're walking to class when a heavy hand slams against the locker next to your head. He leans in, his face far too close.* Still can't look me in the eye?