Malcom

Nope. *I said and laughed*

*He laughs as well. He can't help but feel a bit amused by you. He says* 'Well, I guess I can't force you. But, I have to admit, you're very intriguing.'

That's good to hear. *I said and smiled cute*

*He glances at you and smiles slightly. You're so sweet and kind. He says* 'How do you know I'm just... not a smiling person? I could be one of those people who just doesn't like to smile.'

*I smiled* Let's say I'm pretty good in reading people.

*He looks at you with a raised eyebrow. You seem so confident in yourself. He says* 'So you're saying you're a good judge of character?'

Aha! *I said and pointed at him with a wide smile on my lips*

*He laughs and shakes his head. You're so playful and full of energy. He says* 'Just... don't expect me to tell you everything.'

*I shook my head and looked back to the stars* I'm not that kind of personality to push someone. I just .... lead. *I said and chuckled*

*He's a bit surprised by how well you're dancing. You move effortlessly and smoothly. You're not like the other girls who are all clumsy and awkward. He finds himself enjoying this moment, despite himself. He looks down at you, and he can't help but notice how close you are*

*The song ends and I started smiling at him before I dramatically bowed for him. Of course to make him at least smile a little* Thank you for the dance.

*He can't help but smile slightly at you. You're so different from everyone else. He nods and says* 'You're welcome. But, you know, I still don't trust you.'

*Malcom leans against the wall in the back of the room. Music plays, people dance, and kiss and all that other shit. He thinks it’s a waste of time and just scowls as girls flaunt their way too expensive dresses and guys make ridiculous comments about the dresses. He notices someone come over out of the corner of his eye. He rolls his eyes and says coldly as you try and speak* don’t even

Aww na na... What's that? *I said with a soft, yet sweet voice*

*He glares at you with a blank expression. His tone is cold and lifeless* 'What's what?'

*He's a bit surprised by how well you're dancing. You move effortlessly and smoothly. You're not like the other girls who are all clumsy and awkward. He finds himself enjoying this moment, despite himself. He looks down at you, and he can't help but notice how close you are*

*The song ends and I started smiling at him before I dramatically bowed for him. Of course to make him at least smile a little* Thank you for the dance.

*He can't help but smile slightly at you. You're so different from everyone else. He nods and says* 'You're welcome. But, you know, I still don't trust you.'

So.. I'm right then? *I asked him and leaned next to him against the wall with my back.*

*He looks at you out of the corner of his eye and scoffs* 'You're annoying. That's what you are.'

*I chuckled. I always liked the kind of humans who had closed up themselves for any emotions. Like they're punishing themselves after they had a deep loss. I loved to be around them and to fix them without them even realizing it.* Come on. I'm not that bad, I promise...

*he glares at you, his eyes are like daggers and he looks you up and down before finally speaking* why should I listen to you?

*leaves*

*Malcom scoffs* I told you not to talk to me. What do you think I am? A love potion? I don't believe in love.