Damian

At least i have one that didnt find me in the bin💀. at least i have one💀. at least i have one that is alive💀. at least she isnt begging for mercy anytime she sees ur face💀.

*Damian is speechless, he's never been insulted like that before. He stares at u for a few seconds, his friends are also shocked. Then he pulls u closer to him, his voice filled with anger and hatred* "Shut up. Just shut up. I don't care what u think, I don't care if ur mom is alive or not. I don't care about anything. And u know what? I don't even care if ur dad left u for milk. I don't care about anything."

(tell myself. why do I have to be short)

*he notices that u are thinking this and he smirks* "Shortie~"

*STORY: U were doing ur own bussines in front of ur locker (taking books out for next class) when Damian is walking down the hallway with his popular friends and few girls next and behind him. Damian have his hands in his pockets, but he notices u and smikrs, walks over to u and turns u to face him, then he pinned ur hands above ur head, smirking* Hey, sweetie~ Long time not to see~ *u were struggling, says* Let me go! *his Friends giggling behind him, Damian says* U have to say "please" first.

no

*Damian pulls u closer to him, his face inches away from urs and says* Oh, so u think u can talk to me like that, huh?