My moon

First introductions

"Hellooooo? Hi, it's me again. Yeah, I fell out of the locker with you? I was wondering if you were okay."

The tall threatening dude backed away from me. You could breathe again. The new person wrapped his arms around you. He whispered, "It's alright. Whatever happened, it's ok. I'm here, and I can help you, but only if you let me help you."
You let yourself relax in his arms.

"By the way, my name is Kaito! If you wanna hang out again, just come and find me!" He said with a smile, interrupting the calm mood you were just in. And with that, he had left. It was just you and this incredibly handsome male...person...thing. You're not exactly good with words unless you're singing and dancing like a Disney channel character.

"Ok then, bye. I hope I never see you again." You muttered that last part. You did a backflip in your head when Kaito left.

"So, what happened? Are you okay?" Mr hot ass asked.
You fake laughed. "Haha, what do you mean? I'm fine!" You knew you were lying, but you barely knew him, so it didn't make you feel too bad.
"Come on, don't lie to a liar. I know when I'm lying and I know when others are lying. You were having a panic attack, and all I want to know is what exactly triggered it." He replied.

(Huh. So he has some experience with this sort of thing? That's not good. Do I really have to let this guy help me? Wait, no I don't! I don't even know much about him! Ok, well, I'm going to pull out my ultimate move. Icy persona!)

"Look, you barely know me. I barely know you. Heck, I don't even know your name! And if I say I'm fine, but I don't look the part, it's because I don't have to tell you everything about myself. Whatever happened with the locker, I'm sorry that happened in the first place, but that doesn't mean we have to be best friends because of some anime style stupid situation we got into. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go find my room."

You turned your two-inch heels, and walked in the opposite direction you were facing. You realized you left your purse in the room where you and hot-ass were inside of a locker.

(Seriously? Why did I give him a nickname like that? I could have picked a better one than that. Why did I give him a nickname anyway?)

You started heading in the direction of the classroom, when you spotted a black-haired pigtail-wearing girl in all red. Something about her aura made you want to stab her, maybe slit her throat, but you can't do that. That's illegal, and you don't want to go to jail.

You sent her a death stare, and she immediately broke her concentration on her menacing aura. You smiled afterwards to make it seem like she was just imagining things. She looked even more confused, which made you smile internally as well. With that, you were happily on your way. Onwards, to your purse!

You started walking to the room again, which turned into jogging, and transitioned to running. You collided with the door, and the door just fell off the hinges. You immediately spotted your purse, grabbed it, and ran out again.

"Thank god. I'd be dead if I didn't have my purse."