ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʙᴜʟʟʏ/ʀᴇʙᴇʟ x ᴄʜᴜʙʙʏ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
Y/n was never the victim of his cruel attacks, it was her older brother whom had issues with him.
No one knew where their hatred for each other started, just one day the two could never be in the same room...
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Y/n's POV
There he's at it again, just staring at me.
Axel.
I can just feel his burning gaze upon my body, and I can barely move. Everything about him terrifies me.
His height, his eyes, his build, his attitude, his tattoos, his aura, his walk, his stare, his literal everything sends shivers down my spine.
I was hoping I could avoid his gaze and presence today, but I was wrong. Apparently him being sent to the office today for beating some freshman up meant nothing.
Poor kid, went home with with bruises and blood all over his clothes.
"Ok, let's go home."
I looked towards my brother who finally came from his last class.
"Damn, took you long enough!"
I slapped his shoulder as we walked to his car. I still felt his eyes on me, but I ignored them as I felt more safe with my brother.
We finally got in the car, and I made the mistake of turning my head towards him. We made eye contact through the window and I immediately looked away.
"So how was school?"
"Boring as hell like every other day."
"Same, but I did get paired up with a super cute girl for science. So that was pretty good."
He started the car.
"Oh really, what's her name?"
He drove off.
"Sarah."
"Oh her? She's in my art class."
We stopped at the school stop sign.
"Do you like her?"
"Yeah she's pretty nice, but I don't really talk with seniors."
