Doors open.

THEOS POV- The one that got away.

I semi regretted the message the second I sent it.

A part of me worried about how nervous she'd be receiving a message like that.

Part of me, didn't give a flying fuck.

If she was going to keep something like this from me, if she was going to be with him. Really with him, a small part of me didn't care how she felt, at all.

I felt like I was suffocating under the weight of my emotions. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. All I could do was feel.

And I felt pissed.

After an hour spent staring at my wall, the app had alerted me, she answered.

Yn.

3:38 a.m

Yn
Who the fuck is this?
What the fuck?

Me
Be more careful, yn.
If this information falls into certain hands, I'm sure it wouldn't be good for you.

Yn
Is that a threat?

Me
I would never threaten you.
Just remember.
I know your biggest secret.

I wasn't lying.

I would never threaten her.

Perhaps scare her enough to leave him the fuck alone.

He wasn't good for her.

He was impulsive, and didn't care about girls feelings. Ever.

Everything was beneficial to him. He only did it, if he gained something from it.

And right now, I didn't want to think about what he was gaining from it.

All I knew is, she deserved so much better.

I would help her see it.

I watched the next morning as she entered the class room.

She looked like shit, which was almost impossible. But, she did.

The bags under her eyes were huge, her eyes bloodshot red, and she just looked... sad.

A tiny part of me felt guilty.

Tiny.

I took out the app.

Yn.

10:17 a.m

Me
Didn't get much sleep last night?

You need rest, yn.

Yn
How? When you're breaking into my room and taking photographs of me sleeping?

Me
I see I spooked you.
Sleep tonight, you're safe.
(Read.)
I wouldn't leave me on read, yn.

Yn
Go crawl in a hole, and die.
Stalker.

I couldn't help but giggle at her reply.

She was a tough one.

Violent at times too, but tough.

I watched as she ran out of the room checking over her shoulder.