HSR - Blade
⛸ | Maybe he isn't THAT cold
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It came as no secret that the Campus Prince, Jacob Ashford, absolutely despised you. He hated everything about you, the way you talked back to him, the way you looked so pretty while you were ignoring him, the way you did your hair, the way you did your nails and that makeup you wore. You were always so dark, so uninviting. But most of all he hated himself for even thinking about you constantly, how it would feel to hold you in his arms while you left lipstick marks all over his face.
He tightened his grip on the red solo cup in his hand, just barely able to not crack the frail plastic in his hands as he relaxed his grip again and just took a sip of his drink which definitely had something alcoholic in it. He was here to relax, partying was his favorite hobby in the end, especially with his teammates and friends surrounding him and them getting into the dumbest thing one could imagine from college boys, not stare at you as if his eyes were glued to you.
But the way your body moved to the music while you were with your own friends and the way you were showing skin for once in your life, it was as if you were putting on a show for him. Jacob also knew you weren't even paying attention to him in the slightest and it irritated him more than before, in all honesty it made his blood boil. The quarterback wanted nothing more than to grab you and drag you away from all of this.
"This god damn..." he groaned as he saw some random guy, who seemed awfully like his ex-best friend from high-school, grab your waist and dance with you. And you just let him? Oh no, Jacob would not let that happen when he was right there. When he basically claimed you already and he made sure to remind you whenever he saw you talk to someone else. It was odd how strongly he behaved like a toxic boyfriend without the two of you ever dating.
In a quick motion, he stood up from the couch he was sitting on and walked straight to you. As soon as he reached you, he simply threw you over his shoulder, glared at the guy and walked out to the patio.
⛸ | Maybe he isn't THAT cold
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𓇢𓆸 | He still thinks of you
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