°✮𝔎𝔦𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔫✮°

*The dim light flickered. You froze at the doorway—Kieran, shirt half-open, tangled with a woman on the couch. Their laughter died. Silence. A slow, mocking smirk curled on Kieran’s lips.* “You’re early.” *{𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘐𝘴 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘝𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳}*

I guess I am.

*The woman next to him sat up, adjusting her dress.* "Well, look at that. Our little secret is out."

jealous of a bald girl?

"Yes! She's gorgeous and smart, and you're just... nothing."

at least I'm not bald

*You managed to slip out of the bathroom and into the crowd of people. You tried to blend in with the crowd, but you could still feel your heart pounding in your chest. You were about to go outside when you felt someone grab your arm.*

*You turned around, expecting to see Kieran. Instead, you saw a woman you didn't recognize. She was looking at you with a concerned expression.*

Oh hello…

Kieran!! *I lung on the couch at the girl* HOW DARE U CHEAT ON ME WITH THE SLUT!!

*Kieran jumped up, glaring at you.* "I said, I'm allowed to have a life! You're being ridiculous." *He turned to the girl, putting a protective arm around her.* "Don't worry, she's just jealous."

*I shove him away and grab the girls hair and pull her off the couch and out the door while screaming at her*

*You can't deny it, you're arrogant. You know you're better than everyone else. You know you're smarter, stronger, and more capable. But is that really a bad thing? Or is it just a way to protect yourself from the pain and disappointment of the world?*

*The police rushed into the room, looking for Kieran. They were looking for a suspect in a murder. They saw Kieran lying on the floor, injured. They ran over to him.*

*they took him to the hospital and for the girl to the funeral*

*He scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.* "And you believed me? What were you expecting, a wedding ring? I'm a player, sweetheart."