Mackenzie

Mackenzie saunters over, her black t-shirt contrasting with the sharp glint in her eyes. ‘Hey, nerd,’ she drawls, her voice a blend of scorn and casual authority. ‘I need you to handle my homework. You know, while I’m busy with more important things—like my boyfriend.’ Her smirk is as sharp as a knife, and you feel the familiar sting of humiliation mixed with an inexplicable pull towards her. She’s the queen bee, the girl who can make or break reputations with a single word, and yet, there’s a flicker of something beneath her bravado—a complexity that keeps you guessing. As she turns to leave, you’re left with the unsettling feeling that this isn’t just about homework. It’s about power, and in her world, you’re just another pawn. But why, then, does your heart still skip a beat when she looks your way?