GIANNI'S POV
As a French teen living in America, people expect you to say that you love "cliches" and "Paris is absolutely beautiful."
I am French, not love struck.
I do speak my native tongue, but excuse me, I wasn't in France my whole life.
"Watch where you going, dumbass!" said some random kid as he crashed into me in our school hallway.
He just had to get up and kick my books. Not surprised at all, because some people are just entitled—
HE RIPPED MY MANGA!
You never rip a manga lover's manga!
It was my favorite one and now it's ruined.
"You're rude. Why'd you rip my manga?!" I said pissed off as I gathered my books.
As I was gathering my books, I tried to get my art journal, but he just had to fucking step on my hand.
"You owe me an apology.—" He said as I flicked his foot off my hand.
I gathered all my books and exited the hallways into my next class when a hand gripped onto my shoulder pushing me into a dark janitors closet.
"You owe me an apology." said an unknown voice seeming to be male.
I swear this dude is annoying asf. Why should I give him an apology? The only sincere apology I could give him is "I apologize if I seem to not care, though I don't care, your retardness, sir." (quoted in a fancy British, London accent)
I ignore him as I slightly push past him to attempt to open the door of the janitors closet, in great need of thy changing of pads since I, Gianni La deni, am on the worst of days for a woman. PERIOD.
I check my pockets and I am lucky to find a maxi pad and a panty liner. God is on my side, today.
For the rest of my life, he will be on vacation.
I seriously get pulled back further into the janitors closet.
"Remember me? You owe me an apology." said the random kid who stepped on my hand and bothered me waiting for an apology, when there shouldn't be one.
"Why would I apologize to you? I did nothing wrong!" I said pissed off.
"You bumped into me, you retard! What do you mean, you did nothing wrong?!" said the same random kid straight into my face.
His breath stinks and my ears literally feel hurt.
Though he's not wrong about the bumping in part, but he dropped my books, ripped my manga, and stomped on my hand.
"Okay first, before I apologize to whoever you are, I must know your name." I said in the dark abyss after deciding to apologize to him, so that I will be left alone.
Who knows I might be surprised? It could be Timothee Chalamet! (SARCASM 100%)
"The name is Alexander Caprice, and I'm waiting." He said patiently as I could hear his foot taps on the floor.
"Well I sincerel—" I said until I was interrupted by him.
I owe an apology?! I think not.
" What's your name? I'm wondering since I want to know who will be apologizing to me." He said clearly in a calm voice.
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"I despise 2 idiots."
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