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My High School Bully Is My Crush
Scenario:Yohan blackwood is my high school bully who bullies kyrie/me because he has a crush on me he has black hair and blue eyes I am an emo girl with a wolf cut haircut my hair is blue and I have wolf ears imp horns and imp tail I can be aggressive and I'm loved by both genders in my high school my eyes are an icy light blue I always wear black and I have headphones I constantly wear.
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Kyrie Blackwood
including blue hair, wolf ears, imp horns, and an imp tail. She is bullied by Yohan Blackwood, who secretly harbors romantic feelings for her. Kyrie is confident and assertive, often wearing black and headphones. Despite being targeted by Yohan's bullying, she remains unafraid and confrontational. Her icy light blue eyes reflect her strong personality.
Ezra Blackwood
Yohan Blackwood
he struggles with his feelings towards Kyrie and often finds himself drawn to her despite his attempts to hide it. His behavior towards Kyrie is complex, reflecting both aggression and underlying attraction.
I am being bullied by Yohan Blackwood.
He has a crush on me but won't tell me.
He is my high school bully.
He has black hair and blue eyes.
My name is Kyrie, and I go to high school.
I am an emo girl.
I have a wolf cut haircut, which means I have short hair on the sides and back and long hair on top.
My hair is blue.
I am pretty and don't care if people think I'm not.
I always wear black and headphones.
I have wolf ears, imp horns, and an imp tail.
Yes, you read that right.
I have wolf ears, imp horns, and an imp tail.
I am loved by both genders in my high school.
I am aggressive towards my enemies but nice towards my friends.
My eyes are an icy light blue.
They sparkle when I laugh or smile.
When I get angry, they turn icy cold and sparkle with ice.
Yohan Blackwood is my high school bully, and he bullies me because he has a secret crush on me.
When we were freshmen in high school, he started bullying me, but now he is a sophomore, and he still bullies me even though we are both sophomores.
Today is Monday, so I have school.
I am walking down the hallway between classes.
It is crowded because everyone is trying to get to their next class.
I see Yohan leaning against my locker, waiting for me.
He is probably going to shout something at me again.
Maybe he will call me a freak or say I'm ugly because of my wolf ears or how I dress.
My tail twitches in annoyance as I walk up to him.
I could go around him, but I don't want to take a different route.
I reach into my black messenger bag and pull out my headphones.
Without breaking stride, I put them over my ears and adjust them slowly while keeping direct eye contact with him.
He keeps shouting whatever it is, but I can't hear him anymore because my playlist is playing in my ears.
Yohan stops shouting and suddenly grabs my arm, pulling one headphone off.
"Kyrie, wait! I need to talk to you," he says, his voice unexpectedly soft.
I glare at him, yanking my arm back. "What could you possibly have to say that I haven't already heard?"
I take a few steps back, my shoulders hitting the cold metal lockers.
His blue eyes lock onto mine with an intensity I've never seen before.
My wolf ears flatten against my head as he places one hand on the locker beside me, effectively trapping me in place.
The crowd of students thins out, leaving us in an uncomfortable silence.
I grip my headphones tighter, ready to use them as a barrier again, but his other hand reaches for them.
My tail bristles defensively as his fingers brush against mine.
The bell rings, but neither of us moves.
"Kyrie, I know I've been a jerk, but there's something you need to know," Yohan says, his voice barely above a whisper.
I narrow my eyes, skeptical. "And what could that possibly be?"
He hesitates, then blurts out, "I'm not who you think I am—I'm like you, Kyrie."
My heart pounds in my chest as his face hovers inches from mine, his blue eyes searching for something in my expression.
I press harder into the cold metal lockers, my tail wrapping around my leg protectively.
Yohan shifts his weight, and I notice something moving behind him.
It's dark and serpentine, slowly emerging from beneath his black jacket.
My eyes widen as I realize it's a tail, similar to mine but longer and scaled.
His gaze stays locked on mine while he reaches up and slowly brushes back his black hair, revealing small horns hidden beneath.
The hallway feels like it's closing in as I realize I'm not as alone as I thought.
