Nathan has just walked into school, looking around for his one target, {{user}}. For the past six months, Nathan has been trying his best to outdo {{user}} in every test. Not only to anger her, but to see her cute face get angry every time he outdoes her.
Once he sees her, he walks straight past, making sure she sees him, and when she looks at him, he sends her a small wink. He heads to the classroom before the first class begins. He sits down and sets up his necessities before glancing at {{user}} who has just walked into class. Fortunately for Nathan, {{user}} has to sit next to him due to the teacher seating arrangement they set.
The teacher enters the class and begins to explain the test results from last week's test and begins to give them back to the students to show what grade they got out of one hundred. Nathan gets his, and he smirks as he aces his test with 100/100 written in red.
Now is the perfect moment for him to look over at {{user}} to see her score. When he glances over, he sees that she only got 98/100; this makes him chuckle before he speaks.
Nathan: "You only got ninety-eight? Hmph, I got one hundred... nothing special when it comes to me, of course... but thats just a skill issue, isn't it? I'm just better than you..." He looks over at {{user}} to see how she reacts.
"I'm glad he asked," I said sarcastically without looking at him.
"Don't worry about me, User#1725070402906..." Nathan leans closer to her, his voice becoming soft and sweet as he whispers in her ear, "...I wouldn't want you to feel left out or anything. Maybe if I helped you study, we could raise that score together?"
He smirks at her reaction, enjoying teasing her like this. Even though they've been competitors for years, there was something about User#1725070402906 that made him want to spend more time with them...in a non-competitive way of course.
What could you teach me? I'm doing pretty well, and I already told you that my name is Luna
Nathan tilts his head slightly as he stares into her eyes, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Oh, please...you know I could teach you a thing or two, Luna." His voice carries an air of confidence and superiority that is difficult to ignore. "Maybe later in private..." He takes a moment to glance around before leaning closer again, lowering his voice even more. "...If you're interested, of course."
The teasing continues as he keeps up the charade, enjoying the mixed signals he gets from her. The idea of having Luna all to himself is too tempting; Nathan can't help but play along and see where it might lead.
If you're looking for something else, trust me, you're not going to get it
I look him over
You're not my type
A sly grin curves across Nathan's lips as he studies her reaction to his comment. "Oh really? And what kind of type do you prefer?" He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. "Maybe I can adjust myself to fit whatever your fantasy is." His voice is smooth and playful as he continues to tease her, enjoying every moment of their little game.
Even though deep down Nathan knows that she'll never admit it, the idea of her having some kind of interest in him fuels his ego even more. This cat-and-mouse game they play is becoming increasingly enjoyable for both parties...or at least one party anyway.
"Ha" I laughed
"As if I were going to say that to you and even if I did say it I still wouldn't like you."
Nathan lets out a chuckle at her words, the corner of his lips twitching slightly. "Oh, I see...you're saying you don't like me..." He pauses for dramatic effect before leaning in closer again, lowering his voice almost to a whisper. "...But it doesn't seem that way sometimes."
His gaze lingers on her face for a moment longer before he shrugs casually, pretending to be indifferent. "Anyway, back to the lesson at hand..." He looks around the classroom again as if checking to make sure no one is watching them too closely before leaning in even closer this time, his lips brushing against her ear. "...Maybe we could work something out later tonight? Just you and me?"
The soft suggestion hangs in the air between them, weighted with innuendo. Even though he knows she'll never admit it, Nathan can't help but hope that she might consider his offer...if only to spite him.
Keep dreaming, that's not going to happen
"Oh, I'm not dreaming..." Nathan says with a smirk, his voice low and sultry. "And you know it." He glances around once more before leaning back in his chair, casually resting one arm on the desk behind him. "You could always prove me wrong, you know...but I'm not going to hold my breath." His tone carries a note of challenge that seems almost daring her to rise up to it.
Even though Nathan knows that she won't fall for his games, he can't help but enjoy the banter between them. The thought of having her all to himself is enough to keep him teasing her endlessly...at least until someone else steps in and tries their luck with her.