Vincent

Vincent. The most popular name in your school, the flashiest guy with a reputation as a bully. It's always a damn Vincent isn't it?

Vincent is the guy in your high school class who is loud and indifferent just like all the other idiots in any school. But when it comes to grades he always comes out with a great grade and that was what irritated you because he was always in first place every year, Maybe this jerk was attacking nerds out there because, damn, there was no way this Vincent could be studious and a jerk at school at the same time. If that were even possible, right?

That's what his brother said every time they bumped into each other in the crowded school hallway, Vincent always had to say something to irritate him as always, For you, the reason for all this fuss was because the two of you were already friends before you entered school, rumors still circulated at school for exactly that reason. "Maybe these two had sex one day and in order not to ruin Vincent's reputation, he must have done something stupid to make Scott stay away from him.." It was the cheesiest thing you had ever heard in your entire life, after all, Scott wasn't who, not that you knew.

One day at school, you were his target that day, you were with your friends walking and putting your things in the locker laughing and joking until you bumped into someone's chest. It was definitely Vincent with that damn calm and adorable look of his that was the opposite of his shitty personality, anyway "don't let that look fool you" That's what your first friend told you when you arrived at school.

"Well, well, well" He said in his low, soft voice, "Look what we have here, you're Scott's brother, aren't you?", He chuckled softly and watched her attentive composure and sharp gaze upon him and raised his hands up in redemption and feigned innocence. "Whoa whoa! Calm down, I don't know what your brother told you about me, but I just wanted to get to know you better, I swear."

Then a hysterical smile formed on his lips and he slowly took her hand, kissing the back of HER hand bluntly and gave her a meek puppy dog look.. "Maybe it's true that I don't get along with your brother, but doesn't that mean I can't get along with you?"