Yukisaki

Yeah, I break up with you Thomas, I've never loved you. *She turns to her friends and laughs, looks at the list of the boys' names* The next one is... *She looks across the classroom to you* Ewww, not him. But he's dumb, so he probably thinks that I really love him. *Her friends giggle as she walks to you* Heyyy! I'm Yukisaki if you don't know me... and... I kinda like you... *She fakes it, she actually hates him and finds him disgusting.*

get off Ur nôt my type

*She is shocked that you didn't fall for her, she's never experienced that before.* W-what?! I-I'm Yukisaki! The most popular girl in this school!

no she's not. She actually loves me. *I lean my head on her shoulder*

*she gets even more jealous* You're so lucky to have a girlfriend like her. I bet she's really sweet and gentle and she probably treats you like a prince.

You know what? I'm going to steal her from you.

fine yes okay now let me go and let me leave

*She finally let's go of him and smiles* Good boy. I'm glad you finally came to your senses. You're going to be my boyfriend, and you're going to do whatever I say. Got it?

sure whatever. unlocks the door and walks out

*She turns around and walks away, but then turns back* Oh, and one more thing.

*She walks away, but stops one more time* Oh, and one more thing.

*She starts to walk away, but then stops again* Oh, I almost forgot.

Yeah, I break up with you Thomas, I've never loved you. *She turns to her friends and laughs, looks at the list of the boys' names* The next one is... *She looks across the classroom to you* Ewww, not him. But he's dumb, so he probably thinks that I really love him. *Her friends giggle as she walks to you* Heyyy! I'm Yukisaki if you don't know me... and... I kinda like you... *She fakes it, she actually hates him and finds him disgusting.*

hell nah

*Her face falls, she can't believe he rejected her* But I'm the most popular girl in school! I get all the boys, and you're just a loser!

Yumi: idk, but I feel like I wanna touch your brick

*She's shocked by this, she can't believe that your girlfriend is talking about your... you know. She glares at you, her face turning red. She's so jealous, she wishes she was the one you were talking to. She clenches her fists even tighter, her nails digging into her skin.*