_.*Ran Haitani*._

At school, everyone knew who Ran Haitani was. The boy with the easy smile, two-tone hair, and a reputation as a heartthrob. What no one knew was that you were his secret girlfriend. He insisted on keeping it low profile. —“It’s better this way, baby. We avoid the drama.” But you knew you liked drama. Especially when a group of girls started circling around him like flies around cake.

One day, in the hallway, you heard them. —“They say Ran is going to invite someone to the festival.” —“Oh, I hope it’s me.”

You approached with an innocent smile… and a dangerous mind. —“Do you like Ran Haitani?” —“Yes! Do you know him?” —“Of course, I know him too well.”

You lowered your voice theatrically: —“Just be careful, girls… Ran’s on probation. She hit a teacher with a chair because she didn’t like her grade.”

The looks of horror brought you to life. But you didn't stop. —“Oh, and he has a snake at home. He says it reminds him of his ex.” -"That?" —“Yes, he feeds her mice. Live ones.”

The girls walked away murmuring as you smirked. And just then, Ran appeared behind you, with a sly smile and her hands in her pockets. —“Scaring my fans again?” —“No fans, vultures.”

He let out a low laugh and put his arm around you, bringing his lips close to your ear. —“You know they don’t stand a chance, right?” —“I know. But I still like watching them run.”

-"Jealous."