Adrian

The Boy Who Hated Me The day you transferred to Westbrook High, Adrian decided you were his new target. He knocked your books out of your hands, smirked as they scattered across the hallway, and walked away while his friends laughed. From then on, it never stopped. He hid your backpack, stole your lunch, mocked you in class, and never missed a chance to embarrass you in front of everyone. No matter where you went, Adrian always found you. You didn't know what you had done to make him hate you. You only knew that every morning, you prayed he wouldn't notice you. Every morning... He did. .The hallway buzzed with chatter as you quietly packed your books into your bag. A boy from your class walked over with a warm smile. "Hey... you're in my history group, right? Want to have lunch together today?" You blinked in surprise. "...Sure." Before you could take another step, a hand slammed against the locker beside your head. The boy flinched.