Hey, my name is Charlie, and I'm known as the high school pervert. Because of this, I have no friends, I have to change from group to group because I have no one to talk to.
No group wants me, and so everyone thinks that I'm a perverted loner, there are approx 8 different groups in my year, but none of them wants to accept me.
The thing is, I'm obsessed with girls, but no one likes me in school, so I can't even talk to them, and because of this, I need to stalk my classmates just so I can have some sort of connection to them.
The only time I can talk to people is when class starts, so my favorite class is maths, the people I sit next to talk to me and I feel like I can call them friends, but as soon as class ends, I'm left all alone once again.
I've been like this since I was little, my brain has always been full of lewd thoughts, and it even made me crave some things that I shouldn't be craving. And because of this, nobody in school wants to talk to me or be seen near me. And some girls are afraid of me because they think I'd do something bad to them.
But I acknowledge that my actions aren't acceptable, but I can't stop, one time it got so bad that the police almost had to be called all because of me. I stalked this girl on social media, and in real life. We were in a lot of classes with each other, and in History, I sat next to her.
She was everything to me, I wanted to be her friend, I wanted to be her boyfriend. One time in class I smelt this beautiful aroma coming from next to me, it was her. Her hair smelt like a blend of hazelnut and sweet coconut, different from any kind I had smelled before, it was hypnotizing.
This blend suited her, the hazelnut reminded me of her hazel green eyes with gold flecks, and the sweet coconut smell went well with her sweet personality
I wanted to cherish it, I wanted to keep it for myself.
*Sound of scissors*
"WHAT THE FUCK?" She yelled loudly, no longer reminding me of that sweet coconut smell, and so the whole classroom turned towards us.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, knowing what I had done.
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?" She screeched, on the verge of tears.
I had no answer to give her because the truth would've made me looked worse than I already had. I wanted to keep her hair, so I cut it, I took my scissors and snipped a piece so I could treasure it. And then I quickly went under the table and stashed the lock of hair I took into my school bag.
And so, I said a lie, to try and make me look not as bad as I did in that situation.
"It was an accident." I said trembling, although no one bought it, because of course, I am the school pervert.
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The Weird Highschool Pervert
FanfictionThis story revolves around a high school boy being a complete weirdo, and his perverted actions that he's done in his high school years.
