Elizah's P.O.V"Here comes the Queen of Hearts."
"Did you see that hot chic?"
"It's rumored that she dated half of the male population in this school."
"What a slut."
"But there's no way out of her spell."
Idiots. It's not my fault you fall in love with me, it's a trap. I'm like a spider, luring in preys in my beautiful webs and eat their hearts out. It's all just a game to me anyway. I can't feel love, I don't know how to love, to love, i've forgotten. It's meaningless. It's pain.
"Then why do you break hearts?" you may ask. It's simply for fun. To forget the pain, to let people feel the same way I feet about love, to let them feel the pain and regret. It may sound like revenge, but I don't call it revenge, I call it a game. Who falls in love first, looses.
"Laiiizaaaa!" Early in the morning and this is what I always get. I slammed my locker close and faced the owner of the voice.
"Good morning to you too Red," I sighed.
"What's with the gloomy greeting Elizah, it's affecting me," My other friend Shira frowned.
"Actually, I'm in a good mood today," I gave them a playful smirk. They looked at each other then back at me.
"Oh I see, so you're in for a new game, huh?" Red smirked.
"Who is it?" Shira asked.
I looked around the hall to spot my new toy. I observed a guy with wild black hair and piercings. Already played with him. I want someone inetresing, something new. Gotcha.
"That guy," I pointed at a guy in the corner with glasses with a brown wavy hair and some covering his face. He is quite attractive but he carries a novel with him with group of friends playing around and him trying to quiet them down. Nerd.
"That nerd?!" Shira exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Yes, got a problem with that?" I raised my eyebrows.
"But I never thought you would date them."
"I like taking risks, besides, I want something new," I winked at her.
"When will you start your game?" Red excitedly asked.
"Now," I gave them a smirk. I walked towards the guys' group with Red and Shira beside me.
"Oh, the Queen has found her new toy," one guy muttered as I passed by and gave him an evil smirk.
I finally reached their group when the bell rang indicating the start of classes. Wrong timing Elizah. I looked back at my friends and smiled at them.
"I'll get him at lunch," I chuckled.
First class: English Literature. Shira will be with me but I wonder if he'll be there. I went to class with Shira and gave my goodluck to Red since she has Math as her first class. Poor Red.
I sat in my usual seat with Shira beside me and gazed at the window. I was away from reality until Shira started tugging my shirt. I glared at her but she was looking elsewhere.
"Eli! Look!" She pointed towards the door, still tugging my shirt.
"Oh, it's my new toy," I grinned. He passed by my seat and our eyes met. Now's my chance. I winked at him and he blushed, looking flustered. He kept his head low as he made his way to his seat at the back.
"That guy's easy to fool with," I smirked and Shira laughed. The teacher came in and began his lessons.
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A/N
I'll probably sound like an asshole in this story, but I'm not guys, I swear. It's Elizah's attitude and personality. Btw, her name is pronounced as El-ai-za. I'm sorry it's short, this chapter is kind of like a preview or a prologue or something. Hope you enjoyed the story! If you have any suggestioms or thoughts feel free to tell me ☺~oba-san
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RandomPlayer. That's what they call me. All those hearts I broke, they mean nothing to me. How pitiful. How stupid for them to fall in love. How naive. To fall in love is just to get hurt. What's the use? Love. Who cares about love? It's just all about fu...