I get to hear "please step on me" a lot which is why this is the first chapter.
Backstory - Author is a transfer student at your school and your senior (2 years older or u jus decide that). Let me incorporate the classic plot of being instantly popular too because I am hot asf and deserve it, so yes the author is the talk of the school on their very first day and everyone is already in love with them blah blah.
Now where do you as the reader come into the picture? Well, you don't. The author does NOT want you and could not ever want you because no. So you've heard about the "new girl" from everyone and have not seen her but you're not assured she's pretty or deserving of the hype at all so you decide to walk around the school to have a look for yourself. You were too proud to ask anyone what grade she's in or her name or anything at all, all you heard was that she is very pretty and a lot of people would without a doubt murder their bloodline for her or whatever and you knew she had short black hair, bangs and it was uh notable hair (idek what haircut i have it looks like a wolfcut if it was fucked up but it looks good on me?).
Anyways, onto the story now.
Reader's POV
Jesus Christ. I am sick of this. Where the actual fuck is she, I am so fucking tired of walking around, I could give up any moment and go back to my own class. I mean I have break next and finding her in break would be so easy but judging by how people treat her, I don't think I'd even be able to see a strand of her hair. I am on the second floor of the science building now and I have no idea where this girl is or what her name is. I am sure I've passed a lot of short haired girls with black hair and bangs by now but I am also sure it was none of them.
Man, I give up this is it.
You turn around and walk towards the stairs and look back at the corridor taking a final glimpse, still debating if you should give up but you do indeed give up and walk down the stairs. As you're walking, you see a girl with short black hair, bangs and a wolfcut and she's with another girl walking upstairs. You freeze in your place as she looks up to you and stops talking to the girl she's with and you have this brief moment where you make eye contact with her before she and her friend continue walking up and are out of sight before you could even blink. You're still there, frozen.
She was all that. The hype was not bullshit. Now you've seen for yourself and confirmed too. You wanted her to look at you again, maybe just walk past you once more or anything at all really.
It's break time. You're snapped back to reality by the bell and now you're walking back to class silently.
"So did you see her?", a classmate of yours, that just walked out of class asks you.
"Yeah I did.", you reply.
"So.."
"So?"
"She bad asf right?"
"Meh I don't know, she's mid at best.", you lie even though she is out of your league or anyone's league at all in this school honestly afterall, for all you know she could just be gay even.
"Nah you tripping, no way she is mid."
"She's just a girl bro.", you say even though you're thinking you'd absolutely sell your organs for a drop of her piss or maybe to breathe the same air as her even.
I hate breaks. I don't really have friends exactly, I sit with a few people who are just very questionable creatures and of course, the conversation subject at every lunch table had to be her today. I wonder how long till all these people stop being fucking obsessed with her. "Man I felt like I creamed my pants when she said "excuse me" and walked past me today", one of the guys at the lunch table says. She walked past him and even spoke to him. Well she stopped for a solid 5 seconds and made eye contact with me. Not gonna lie, that was the first time a girl has looked at me and it didn't feel like she hated me or anything which is what I usually feel like when girls look at me. Maybe I'm fucking tripping she definitely hated me, I look deformed afterall.
