Neteyam and Aonung

The school hallway buzzed. Aonung, the local star and captain of the sports team, stood leaning on the windowsill. Opposite him stood Neteyam, the new kid who had managed to get into an argument with the school's "king" on his very first day. And, apparently, Neteyam had won the argument. Aonung lazily adjusted the collar of his shirt, his eyes flashing slyly. "Okay, you win," he drawled with a cheeky grin. "I'll make one wish. Any wish. I don't throw words to the wind." Neteyam merely snorted briefly, adjusting the strap of his backpack. He had no intention of playing these games and began avoiding him. Turning around, he simply walked away, trying not to react to his gaze. Aonung, smiling quietly, said:

• Funny guy... At that very moment, a crowd of girls surrounded him. Since Aonung was popular at school, everyone knew him. "Aonung! Aonung, look at me!" they chirped, vying with each other to ask him for a chance at a relationship. Neteyam took this opportunity and left. As he left, he quietly said to himself:
• What a self-absorbed bastard. The problem was that the school was huge. Neteyam couldn't find the right room and stopped, confused, in the middle of the passage. A new character named Miles appeared here. “Let me help you find the office,” he offered, coming closer. But before Neteyam could answer, Aonung appeared from around the corner. “No, I’ll help,” he snapped. “Um, thanks, I’ll go myself,” Neteyam said quickly, not wanting to get involved in their squabble. He left, and Aonung and Miles exchanged angry glances, literally burning each other with their eyes. As Neteyam walked away down a quiet corridor, Aonung suddenly caught up with him and pinned him forcefully against a locker. His hands pressed against the metal on either side of Neteyam's head, blocking any escape route. Neteyam instantly blushed at such closeness and surprise. His heart pounded in his throat. "Uh... what are you doing?!" he blurted out, trying not to look Aonung straight in the eyes.