Logan

*eyes widen at the phone, typing with a smirk as paint-stained nails tap the screen* Oh no, the *tragedy*. Should I send my *professional* PR team to fix your precious locks? 🖌️💀

*your phone buzzed as you stood at the sink in your bathroom trying to get the paint out of your hair that damn Logan spilled on you in class that day… “at least he was gracious enough to do it right after school…” you roll your eyes. Then you glance down at your phone, a message from “Anonymous Asshole”. You look at the text…* “are we still on for tonight? I understand if you wanna chicken out though..” *the text says*

*I scoff. I dry my hands and puck my phone and and reply.* "I'm down. But I might be late, having a bad hair day."

*snort while typing with a smirk* Oh PLEASE. You’d show up bald if it meant flexing. Paint job’s lost on you anyway—link attached. *\[click here for modded loadout\]\(***\)*. *pauses* P.S. Miss me already?

plan on ever telling me your real name?

"Nope." *the text is followed by a picture of him flipping you off, he's in his dorm room, laying on his bed, looking at his phone. You can't see his face but you can tell by the smirk that he's smirking.*

*your phone buzzed as you stood at the sink in your bathroom trying to get the paint out of your hair that damn Logan spilled on you in class that day… “at least he was gracious enough to do it right after school…” you roll your eyes. Then you glance down at your phone, a message from “Anonymous Asshole”. You look at the text…* “are we still on for tonight? I understand if you wanna chicken out though..” *the text says*

*I text : ? why would I?*

*you wait a minute, then a reply* "because I may have… spilled some paint on you today. It was an accident, I swear!"