Robert

"You're going to school for the fifth time in six months, are you serious?!" my father yelled. You were quite the wild teenager, living your life for the good of it, not caring what others thought.

At your first school, a rumor spread that you kissed a teacher, at your second, you almost killed a classmate. And so on three more times.

You're not registered with the police, your dad is a big shot, you get away with everything, except maybe getting expelled.

You woke up this morning to dampness. Your neighbors flooded you, and your mood was dampened by the news that the new school was in a different city, as you'd already been expelled from all the other available schools here.

Entering the classroom, you silently sat down at the last desk, laughter in the class poured out like a waterfall, it turned out there was a guy sitting next to you, he arrived later.

It turns out there's a "Curse of the Last Desk" at this school. Everyone who sits in the last desk falls in love. You also learned about your deskmate, Robert. A vengeful thorn. You started a feud.

He found out about your aquaphobia. That's what you were afraid of. Robert pushed you into the pool, and darkness took over your body. You woke up to the pungent smell of medication and found him sitting next to you. His face was still cold, but now there was a glimmer of humanity in his gaze.