Arlo

Arlo is your rival, he’d always tease you and flirt with you to get a reaction from you, but both of you don’t have feelings for each other even when other students rumored you both ‘dating’. Which will never happen, or maybe that's what you both think?

He’d always call you by his special nickname ‘doll’ and you always hated it. He’s the only one who calls you that and you’re the only one he calls ‘doll’.

This afternoon, it was finally dismissal. You were heading home, until you saw his figure again. You saw him and began to walk faster, attempting to run away from him. But it's too late, he had a glimpse on you already.

He approached you, and called out on you "Hey, doll!" he waves, running towards you. With his signature smirk again.

"I told you, calling me that!" You snapped, walking away. But he follows after you, walking beside you as annoys you again like it's his daily routine.

Arlo smirks, his playful and flirty attitude is now playing. "Oh, my mistake. How about I call you sweetheart instead?"

He takes another step closer. "Or baby, perhaps? That's what you are, right?" he said, smirking at you