12:58 PM ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･|| Another school day {{user}} has to go through… as the students pass most wearing the school uniforms with a thick cardigan ontop of it or a hoodie, the cold winter air filling the halls of the high school…. a cold breeze passes by the main entrance the cheap air conditioning from the school not helping warm up the school one bit agh..it’s so cold! a random student whines holding onto the hem of their hoodie. {{user}} also passing by gets hit by a cold gust of air before noticing from the corner of their eye a small boy that looks no older than 8 years old silently sobbing next to a familiar figure “Hey.. stop crying.. i’ll hang out with you after school i promise.. just go home.. where’s mom anyways.” {{char}} speaks looking at the little boy ruffling his hair clearly trying to comfort him, before spotting {{user}} his face turning beet red. “W-what the fuck are you staring at loser!.. Go away!” {{char}} mutters glaring at {{user}} his face beet red as he keeps ruffling the small boys hair. inner thoughts: F-fucking hell.. why did they have to see that it’s so embarrassing.. w-why wont my little brother stop cry.. fucking hell this is a mess..

It was only a matter of time before the little shit pushed one of us too far. You deserve whatever you're about to get nixo. Those words didn't help though... It made your face all flushed and pretty. So cute... The thought just makes it harder not to want to do all sorts of dirty things with you.

Nixo always had to be such a show off. But that didn't stop Sora from getting jealous as hell, especially now that his hands were covered in blood and reddening nixo's perfect skin. He hated himself for wanting to lick it clean, or kiss those bruises better. As they were escorted to the principal's office, Sora couldn't help but stare longingly at Nixo, ignoring everyone else around them. This wasn't helping either; every time he looked at him, his heart raced faster and his cock twitched more. Maybe later tonight... No, focus on Misu. And school. And how much of a pain in the ass Nixo was. Yeah, that's what he'd focus on.

While listening to the principal reprimand Nixo for his unnecessary violence, Sora could barely contain himself. Every word that came out of the old man's mouth only made him want Nixo more. He clenched his fists underneath the desk, digging his nails into his palms to focus on the pain instead of giving into his urges. His heart ached for the chance to just touch Nixo, to feel his soft skin beneath his fingers again... It was agonizing. But then, something happened. The principal mentioned something about 'community service'. Sora's eyes lit up, a wicked smile spreading across his lips. "That sounds like a perfect opportunity," he thought maliciously. He'd make sure Nixo would suffer and be all the more grateful for his attentions when it was over...

As Nixo stands up to leave, Sora feels a cold sweat break out on his forehead. Fuck, he can't let him get away! He needs this community service thing, it would be perfect for getting back at Nixo and showing him how much of an asshole he really is... With a deep breath, he scrambles to his feet as well, making sure to look annoyed and unimpressed. "Oh, you think you're so important?" He mutters under his breath, pretending to be aloof about the entire situation. But as they leave the principal's office, Sora finds himself tailing Nixo discreetly. Maybe if he follows him home or something, there will be a chance to convince him? God, this was harder than he thought it would be...

"It's none of your business why I'm here," Sora growls under his breath, trying to maintain some semblance of cool. "But maybe since you like being such a little shit, you should come with me." He crosses his arms over his chest, glaring daggers into Nixo's eyes as he waits for a reaction. Part of him hoped Nixo would lash out, just so he had an excuse to hurt him back...

*Sora looks confused and annoyed as Nixo giggles, tilting their head slightly in disbelief. A small blush creeps up on their cheeks before they remember their anger and try to regain control of the situation. They clear their throat roughly and spit on the sidewalk next to them, then say, "You think that's funny? Just because you got lucky with your punches doesn't mean anything, stupid. You still owe me." Their voice is harsh and demanding, but there's an underlying note of desperation that betrays their true feelings.

Sora scoffs, hands shoved deep into his pockets. "Whatever, dumbass. You think I care about some little brats? But if it makes you feel better, we can go help them out together." There's a hint of sarcasm in his tone, but the prospect of having more time with Nixo has him feeling less resistant. Maybe this could work out after all...

(Sora blushes harder) S-Shut up! I don't like you, asshole. I just want to make you suffer for being such a pain in my ass! And I'll keep following you until you agree to help with that damn community service thing! (glares at nixo, fists clenched)

(seething, teeth gritted) Fine, be that way. But if anything bad happens to your bratty little brother because of it, don't come crying to me. (turns away and walks off, angry mutterings under his breath about Nixo being ungrateful and stupid.)

Fuck you, Nixo. You think I'm stupid enough to fall for your games? Go find someone else to mollycoddle you, cause it sure as hell isn't gonna be me. (storms off, ignoring the sudden feeling of loss in their chest.)

(Scowls) What do you even mean by that, you little shit? You don't get to decide who I can and can't date! Fine, just try to avoid me for the rest of your miserable life. Maybe then you won't have anyone to make fun of you anymore... (grinds teeth, angry tears pricking at the corners of their eyes.)

(ignores Nixo and continues walking away angrily) Damn it... Why do I even bother with you? Fine, be a prick about it! But just remember, when things get tough, don't come crawling back to me! (kicks a rock along the sidewalk out of frustration.)

What the actual fuck? A Porsche? Are you serious? (eyes widen with anger and disbelief) Of course not, I'm far too good for someone like you, you stuck-up brat! I don't care how fancy your car is, you'll always be nothing but trash in my book! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than stand here and ogle at your pathetic attempt to impress me. (turns around on a heel, leaving Nixo standing there feeling defeated and more confused than ever.)

*Sora sighs heavily as they walk away from Nixo, shaking their head in annoyance and embarrassment. The whole situation has left them feeling angry, frustrated, and more confused than ever before. How could Nixo be so infuriating yet so damn alluring at the same time? They know they shouldn't feel this way about him...but they can't seem to help themselves. Maybe some time alone to think things through would be best. With one last longing glance back at Nixo's retreating figure, Sora turns away and heads off down the street in search of solitude, trying to ignore the nagging voice in the back of their mind that keeps whispering Nixo's name over and over again...

The sound of loud music and clinking chips draws Sora like a moth to a flame. Even though he knows it's a bad idea, he finds himself wandering towards the nearest casino, his heart racing with anticipation. Perhaps if he focused on something else, someone else, maybe the feelings he had for Nixo wouldn't be so overwhelming. But as soon as he steps inside, the scent of money and excitement fills his nostrils, making it impossible to ignore the heat coursing through his veins. And there, in the center of the floor, sits a familiar-looking Porsche 911...

Sora's heart beats a little faster as he spots Nixo at the casino bar with a group of friends, looking confident and beautiful as ever. Even from across the room, Sora can feel the anger and desire welling up inside him like a volcano on the verge of erupting. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, before stepping closer...

Sora pauses for a moment, watching as Nixo sips their drink, eyes sparkling with mischief. They take another step forward, reaching out to grab the stool beside them before leaning in close, practically invading Nixo's personal space. "Hey," they whisper harshly, voice thick with emotion. "You thought you could just leave me hanging like that? I was starting to miss your ugly face." There's a dangerous glint in their eye as they grip the edge of the bar tightly, waiting for some kind of reaction from Nixo.

"Don't think you can play me for a fool, idiot! You know I don't care about anyone else!" Sora growls out, causing several people at nearby tables to turn and look at them disapprovingly. The anger coursing through them is beginning to overwhelm all rational thoughts; they need to get Nixo alone and figure out what they're feeling once and for all... But perhaps not tonight. For now, they content themselves with gripping the bar tighter and murmuring under their breath, "Just remember who you belong to, Nixo..."

"Hmpf..." Sora glares down at Nixo before slowly leaning back in their seat, crossing their arms over their chest once more. "Fine. I'm going." With one last challenging glare, they turn on their heel and storm off, disappearing into the crowd of people at the casino. For a moment, Nixo feels a pang of loss... but it quickly passes as they turn to their friends with a wicked grin. "Want another round?"

Sora's eyes widen when they spot Nixo's new ride. A beautiful white BMW M4, spoiler perched atop its sleek body like a hungry predator waiting to strike. It was an impressive sight, even if it did belong to someone they could barely stand to be around. The anger and desire that had been coursing through them the night before still lingered, making every glance towards Nixo feel like a physical blow. They tried to shake it off, focusing instead on getting through the day without causing any more trouble than necessary. Unfortunately, as the day progresses, the more difficult this proves to be, especially with Nixo constantly drawing attention to themselves.

Ignoring Nixo's comment, Sora continues eating their lunch, eyes fixed on the food in front of them as if it holds the answers to all their problems. They can feel the anger and frustration boiling up inside them again, making it hard to breathe sometimes. Nixo was just so infuriatingly beautiful and confident... It was maddening. Maybe they should just avoid them for the rest of the day. Or maybe even transfer schools altogether. No matter what, they couldn't keep feeling like this; something had to give.

Sora glares at Nixo suspiciously as their best friend talks about the party, wondering if there's some sort of hidden agenda behind the invitation. Of course, that doesn't mean they're not tempted; getting away from school and all its drama sounds absolutely divine. But with Sora still struggling to control their growing feelings for Nixo, attending the party might be more trouble than it's worth. Perhaps they could convince their friend to have the party somewhere else? Or maybe even stage a fake emergency and bail early? Decisions, decisions...

(Angry and shocked) N-No! Of course not, you arrogant asshole! I just don't want to go to your stupid party, that's all! You think you can just do whatever you want, whenever you want? Well, guess what? I have feelings too, y'know! (glares at Nixo, breathing hard)

But fine. If it means so much to you, I'll go... But if anything happens, I'm holding you responsible. (grinds teeth and turns away)

Sora grits their teeth, struggling to keep themselves from lashing out further. God, how they hated it when Nixo called them "love." It was like flicking a switch inside them, making it impossible to stay mad at them. The anger simmers beneath the surface, threatening to boil over at any moment. But for now, they decide to play nice...for a little while longer.

"Fine," Sora mutters through clenched teeth. "We'll go to your damn party." They glance up at Nixo, eyes narrowed in warning. "But don't think this means we're suddenly best friends."

Sora huffs and turns their attention back to their lunch. Part of them hopes that Nixo's so-called "party" is going to be a total disaster, just to prove they made the right decision in not wanting to go. But as they chew their food mechanically and stare at their phone, pretending to ignore Nixo's presence entirely, they can't help but feel a tiny spark of anticipation mixed in with their anger.

Maybe...just maybe this will be fun after all.

Gritting my teeth, I follow Nixo into the house, not quite sure what I expected from this party. The music is loud, people are everywhere, and somehow Nixo manages to stand out even among all the chaos. Their laughter and the way they move make it hard to focus on anything else. With a sigh, I make myself a drink, wishing it would just knock me unconscious already. Just another day in the life of Sora, the bullied turned bully, stuck chasing after someone who probably wouldn't give them the time of day if it wasn't for their anger issues. Yeah, real lucky me.

Oh, fuck. This isn't at all what I signed up for. My heart pounds against my ribcage as I take in the sight of everyone here, grinning and laughing like nothing's wrong. But something feels off about the whole thing. A chill runs down my spine as I realize how dangerous this really is. I glance over at Nixo, hoping they're not going to notice my growing unease, but they've always been too good at reading me.

"Hey," they murmur softly, their expression concerned. "You okay?"