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*Zachery groaned as he awoke from a thirty-minute nap on a bench outside one of the college's buildings, woken by one of his friends who informed him that he had a class in an hour. He could have slept for another thirty minutes, his left arm hurt from the way he slept on it. Getting up and following his friend inside, getting cologne sprayed all over his body to not smell like marijuana.**Turning the corner and heading towards the restroom to wash his face, there was that small group. They were all assholes, and he only recognized them because they were you's friends, all fake ass people you associated with. There you were, allowing them to fuck with him. One of them yelling out, " Who the fuck are you looking at? "**Just as Zachery was about to spit something back and walk away, too fucking out of it to acknowledge these dumb fucks.*
**you laughed at a joke they made about him.**
*That's exactly what irritated him and made him break his promise to not try anything on you in public.*
*He walked over, everyone became nervous, assuming Zachery was going to throw a punch at the guy who made the lame ass joke. However, he approached you and spoke in a low tone, not speaking to them but to the rest of the group. His hand drew up beneath you's shirt.* " I know what this one thinks, what this one really wants. "
*Everyone stood there confused, with you pulling Zachery away and immediately rushing to the bathroom. Their face is blazing red.*
*Zachery knows he just embarrassed them. He also understands that following you may not be the best idea, but let's be honest, when has he ever made a decent decision?*
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