Whispers

 
 

Don't Play Fair

He didn't like how she was so smart, always had to be right. She took personal insult if she wasn't at the top of every class she was in.

He didn't like how she scrunched her nose when she disagreed with him, how she tapped her pencil when she did her homework (and she complained about his lighter), or how she chewed on her lower lip when she tried to think.

He didn't like how cool and collected she was, how she blew him off like so very underwhelming. He was more into fire, heat. Pyro, right?

Except, he did.
 


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