❝So this was all revenge, since the beginning?❞
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Falling in love with someone who was out of your league was stupid. Purposing him in front of the entire school and getting rejected was stupider. Asking him to give a chance after all this drama w...
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Three years ago 10th September, 20xx
I just came out of the shower wearing a cute fluffy pajamas and was ruffling my wet hair with a towel. I am too tired.
My head is throbbing as I was studying, I tried to understand every single concept of physics. From Newton's law of physics to Archimedes' principle of buoyancy. Why it is so hard for me?
I laid down on bed as it was past my sleep time. I decided to stay up all night and study physics as internals are coming soon. I started to massage my forehead. I seriously need some painkillers. I was about to go to fetch a medical box my phone beeps indicating that I got a message. I sigh, I am not in the mood to talk with my father. Is it morning where he is?
I open it, but I become confused as I saw the one who message me is none other than secretive Mr. D, or you can say pervert.
Mr. D Hello,
Me: It is 11:56 am and you just message me to say hello.
Are you stable or? high again?
Mr. D: You didn't let me complete my message, it was initially like this.
'Hello, hello. What! Hello, hello. What! I'mma give it to you girl right now.'
I was suppose to spam you, but you're awake.
Why?
Me: That's been none of your concern.
Mr. D: Oh, darling, I don't like when my future wife stays up late.
My head was really throbbing and this pervert is again here to disturb me. Why didn't leave me alone, pervert stalker.
I really need to concentrate on my studies, I don't need any distraction like him, right now. I need to snap him right now otherwise he will not leave.
I know this kind if people. Have a crush on a girl, talk to them and when they got bored, they leave them. I know, I need to cut him right now.
Me: I-
Stop it! I don't like all this.
Stop being a creep.
Mr. D: Why are you saying like this?
You don't like what I did for you?
Me: What did you do?
Write a poem for me? Got my number of hearing my conversion? Stalking me and texting me?
