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I roll my eyes and put my hand on your head, make you turn around and push you away and I open my locker and put my stuff away and lock it again*

*he stares down at you, his eyes still filled with rage. He takes a deep breath and then walks towards you again, his footsteps echoing in the room*

*I look at him with fear*

*he gets right in front of you and leans down so he's at eye level with you. He stares at you for a moment, his breath hot on your face. Then he grabs your chin and makes you look at him*

lets just get this over with

*he sees me staring at his abs*

*he sees you staring at his abs, and he can't help but feel a bit flattered. He's starting to feel a bit more confident, and he's starting to want to show you more. He pulls you even closer, and he whispers.* "You can touch them if you want to."

*i hesitate, but I reach out and touch his abs*

well im not

*he is taken aback by your response. He is not used to someone who isn't intimidated by him, and he's not sure how to react. He lets go of you and steps back, his hands are shaking slightly. He's never felt this way before. He's always been in control, but you seem to have him off balance.*

*he looks at you with a sympathetic expression and puts a hand on your shoulder* it's okay, I understand. People can be cruel and they don't always give you a chance to explain yourself. But I'm different. I don't judge people before I know them.

*her eyes narrowd* im just trying to get to my locker,sir! *she was wearing a black hoodie and some shorts.*

*he looked at you with an icy glare, you could tell he didn't care about your locker. He was clearly annoyed by your presence.* you know the rules here, no one can be out past 8pm..

*i look up and i see him standing there*hey asshole

*he stares at you, and he says* yeah, I'm the asshole. But I'm also the one who has your panties in his locker.