That Popular Guy, Yeah, I Destroyed Him - Chapter 5: Chapter 5

He leaned in, his breath warm against my ear:
"But hey, in their eyes, don't we make the perfect pair of troublemakers?"
Seriously?
Yet in that moment, I realized something—I was beginning to loathe you.
Parker was the kind of guy who could charm his way into any crowd.
Two months after transferring, he'd already cycled through every pretty girl in school.
And every time, without fail, he was the one to walk away—leaving them desperate, pleading for him to stay.
Then I overheard someone point at me and ask him:
"What about her? She's gorgeous!"
Parker just smirked, shrugging like it was nothing:
"I'd rather date a mutt than her."
"Besides," he added, his voice dripping with arrogance, "she's already my dog."
But then, cutting through the tension, someone spoke up:
"Parker, that's low—even for you."
I recognized him, but Parker had nothing to do with it.
A few days after I started at the new school, the sky opened up in a torrential downpour. Luke and I ended up trapped in the teaching building together, waiting out the storm.
The only sound between us was the steady drumming of rain against the windows. Then, as the downpour eased into a drizzle, he broke the silence:
"So… you're Parker's childhood sweetheart?"
After transferring, I was placed in the same class as Luke. Parker was right next door, and his current girlfriend happened to be my desk mate.
Not wanting a repeat of the whole "school beauty" drama, I switched seats—and ended up next to Luke.
The whole situation felt painfully awkward.
But Luke? Not a hint of discomfort.
He scrambled to clear space for me, stacking his books in a hurry, then flashed me this slightly nervous grin as he helped me move my desk:
"Never had a desk mate before. Hope you don't mind?"
His smile revealed two sharp little canines—almost boyishly charming.
I didn't return his enthusiasm. Just kept my eyes down and gave a quiet nod.