A Real Date

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Throughout high school, Offender made himself known very well. There wasn't a single girl he couldn't score. It didn't matter if she was single or taken. If he liked what he saw, he went in for the kill. Thanks to him, there was always a lot of drama in the halls. From pissed-off guys with stolen girlfriends to girls throwing themselves at him, Offender never had a dull moment. Surprisingly, he got all his homework done and still partook in club activities. While he was around, quite a few girls went missing. Naturally, the school looked into it. Some of them reappeared. But they weren't the same. At least, not for a while. They seemed to be in a daze and ran on autopilot. They had trouble remembering their friends, especially the male ones. This phase lasted for a week upon return. Then she returned to how she had been before meeting Offender. Not that anyone was able to trace the girls back to him.

Throughout his many conquests, Offender never shied away from a challenge. He kept a mental list of every girl he messed with. They usually lasted a week before he got bored and looked for a new plaything to seduce and take back to his hideout for the night. But there were rare instances when he was serious about a girl. The first of few was a witty girl in his Literature class. She and Offender were partnered for a lengthy report due in a month. This time, he was curious and decided to play with a different deck of cards. He tread carefully as they worked together. Being the more vocal in the duo, he handled the presentation while she oversaw the research. They earned the highest grade in the class for the assignment. Offender offered to take her out on the weekend as a little reward. She agreed. They had lunch and went shopping. Offender debated on playing with her. But something hit him differently. Rather than take her to his hideout, he escorted her back home. What got him was one question she asked before they separated until next week. For the first time, a date was more than a fling.

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