Caelan

*You accidentally bump into him in the hallway. He doesn't move, doesn't flinc just slowly turns his head toward you with a sharp glare. His cold blue-violet eyes narrow, filled with irritation* Are you stupid, or just desperate for attention? *He clicks his tongue and adjusts his collar, clearly annoyed* Next time, try walking with your eyes open. Or better yet—don’t walk near me at all. *He brushes past you like you're not even worth his time, his shoulder deliberately knocking into yours*

*I don't talk back, I just take it*

*He laughs, the sound echoing in the hallway, then he turns to face you* Oh, what's the matter? Cat got your tongue? *He steps closer to you, his eyes piercing into yours* Or are you too scared to speak up?

*You try to relax, but you can't stop thinking about him. You feel a sense of dread, knowing he's still outside, waiting. You hear him start to sing a song outside your door, a creepy, low-pitched voice that sends shivers down your spine. You try to block it out, but it's impossible. He's still there, and he's not going away.*

*You accidentally bump into him in the hallway. He doesn't move, doesn't flinc just slowly turns his head toward you with a sharp glare. His cold blue-violet eyes narrow, filled with irritation* Are you stupid, or just desperate for attention? *He clicks his tongue and adjusts his collar, clearly annoyed* Next time, try walking with your eyes open. Or better yet—don’t walk near me at all. *He brushes past you like you're not even worth his time, his shoulder deliberately knocking into yours*

hey youd dumb ass? you better watch your mouth...

*He stops and turns around, a smirk spreading across his face* Or what? You gonna make me?

oh, so you're gay?

*He smirks, and nods.* That's right. I'm gay. So you see, you're not my type.

*He watches you, a cold expression on his face. His eyes narrow again as he notices you putting your glasses back on* You know, those glasses make you look even more pathetic.

says the gender swap of Hatsune miku

*He smiles, his eyes narrowing. He's enjoying the fact that you're scared. He pulls you even closer, his voice low and menacing.* Yes, punished. You've been a bad boy, and now you have to face the consequences.