Havik is a guy with major anger issues. He doesn't let people in; instead he becomes destructive and violent to frighten them off. People are nothing to him. However, love has a funny way of changing things when Havik becomes unexpectedly close to a...
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Every second I spend sitting at this lunch table with Y/N's friends is making me want to stab a fucking knife into my ear. I can't stand them! They're so loud and obnoxious. How can she stand to be around them? My fingers twitch with the urge to punch them all repeatedly in the face until they shut the hell up as a near silent growl builds in the back of my throat.
My head is throbbing. I'm in no mood for this. How long does it take for that damn pill to kick in? Y/N, being a saint, thankfully, put an end to their loud speech after noticing my irritation. They're still chatty, but at least not as noisy. She seemed pretty annoyed by them too, and I can't blame her. This whole interaction with them has been frustrating to say the least, especially when the two guys showed up.
I hate the redhead girl too, but at least she's not the one constantly putting their hands on her. What's wrong with them, seriously? Can't they keep their hands to themselves, and why does she act like it's normal... Is it? Is that what friends do with each other? Well, whatever the case, I don't like it. It was at this moment I realize just what this pit inside my stomach was from.
'Am I jealous? For what?' The idea makes my brows furrow.
'Has Y/N really left that great of an impression on me?' I suppose it made sense. I'm not good with making friends, and to be honest, I was not too fond of relying on her for navigating the forest, but recently, I've been looking forward to meeting in the park after school. She always greets me with a warm smile and she has a keen eye too. I found many new specimens in those woods with her help.
She doesn't seem to be faking her kindness in any way either, as far as I can tell. What exactly draws her to me? I'm not exactly approachable. My honey eyes drift over to the female at my side who calmly eats her lunch as though a threat was not seated next to her. My heart starts beating faster, but why? This is really starting to freak me out a bit.
'Snap out of it, Havik,' I tell myself, but it's hopeless. I can't even bring myself to tear my eyes off her. I heave a soft, quiet sigh, my shoulders slumping a bit.
'I liked it better when it was just us. Why are all these idiots here anyways? Weren't they just shaking at the sight of me this morning? I'm losing my edge. That's the only explanation.' Damn, how badly I wanted to scare them off and beat them to a pulp, but I should try to behave myself, especially in school. I've had too many slip-ups already, though I have genuinely been trying to hold back. I can't be moved to another school— not again. Besides, I would hate to leave, especially now that I've met someone I somewhat get along with.
