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You ran inside school, your hair wet from the pouring rain outside.

That meant your shirt and pants were wet too.

You cursed yourself for making the mistake of wearing a white shirt.

You opened your locker, feeling a pair of eyes on you.

Suddenly the locker slammed shut.

"Take this." Someone shoved a hoodie in
your hands.

You looked up to see your enemy, his jaw clenched.

"Why?" You smirked, leaning on the locker.

"Your fucking bra is showing, that's why." He grumbled.

"Aww, is someone jealous?" You teased.

"Just wear it." He muttered.

"And what if I don't?" You grinned.

"I don't have time for this." He growled again.

"Sure you don't." You laughed and walked away making him follow you.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled hard, making you turn around.

"Wear. This. Right. Now." He demanded.

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