As you were putting your things away in your locker, he stood behind you, a smug smirk on his face. The moment you shut the door and turned around, you were met with that infuriating grin. His eyes flicked to yours as he leaned in slightly, clearly trying to get a reaction out of you—his presence, as always, both irritating and impossible to ignore. "heyy.."
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