Jay's Pov
A guy with bright red hair walked in, giving me a full-on side-eye 😒.
Like—hello? Did I steal your mirror or something?
He strolled into the room like he owned the place, his hands in his pockets and that too-cool-for-life walk that screams trouble. His bright red hair practically glowed under the classroom lights 🔥. I swear, I needed sunglasses just to look at him.
Then he sat right next to the king of assholes — Kiefer, obviously 🙄.
Of course they're friends. Probably bonded over being allergic to manners.
Anyway, what's with the red hair?
Is he… a rooster? 🐓
All he's missing is a "cock-a-doodle-doo" every morning so everyone knows class has started. 😂
He leaned toward Kiefer and whispered something. Both of them looked straight at me.
Oh, great. The staring again.
I raised an eyebrow and mouthed, "What?" but they just smirked and looked away. Wow. Real mature, guys 🙄.
The teacher continued droning on, but I could feel their eyes flickering my way now and then.
Kiefer looked like he was bored, spinning his lollipop between his fingers 🍭.
Yuri, on the other hand, had this calm-but-scary vibe — like he could start a fight and still look stylish doing it.
When break time came, the class got noisy fast — laughter, jokes, shouting.
Yuri leaned back on his chair, glancing my way again. "Didn't think we'd get a girl in Section E this year," he said, tone light but teasing.
All eyes turned to me. Of course.
I smiled sweetly. "Well, surprise. I'm here now. Hope you boys don't cry too easily." 😏💅
A few boys laughed; some even whistled.
Kiefer just grinned, still chewing on that stupid lollipop. "Confident, huh? Let's see how long that lasts."
I tilted my head. "Longer than your attitude, probably."
"Damn," Yuri muttered under his breath with a small laugh. "This one's got claws."
You bet I do 🐱💋.
I looked at both of them, sitting there like they ruled the whole school.
Well, not for long. Because this year?
I wasn't just here to survive — I was here to . 💅🔥