[Garett's Perspective]
At some point, I have become the most hated person on campus. I had boldly announced myself as Arielle's lover and landed myself in the hot seat with the school's...or country's most beautiful woman.
She is a bit too popular for her own good. The person herself is oblivious to the numerous stares she received from both men and women which only adds to my own troubles since both genders will take their anger and jealousy out on me through petty bullying or hateful notes in my books but nothing too serious.
For some odd reason, she does not believe that she is popular since no one dares approach her whenever she is alone. However, I know the full truth because I have seen her fan club watch out for her from afar. It looks like a cult on the outside, but it seems that most of them actually look out for Arielle with good intentions.
If there is any kind of unsavory character approaching her with bad intentions, the fan club members will deal with the problem stealthily before Arielle notices.
In a way, the organization is quite useful but also a bit frightening to people they deem dangerous...
The only reason that they continue to let me be around Arielle is because they have not found a 'reason' to get rid of me yet.
I think they are just waiting for me in the shadows, until they find me even remotely dangerous.
It is not like I could not understand their concerns. With her luscious pink hair and doll like eyes, I doubt any sane man could leave her alone...Those worries actually extend to me as well.
Every time I see her, I feel an unimaginable joy but also feel anxious when I see her.
A little earlier, I was doused with water by her fanatic fans for being a little too close with Arielle the other day...
When I saw her wandering through the male dorm halls, I thought my deepest desires manifested into reality.
When I realized that she was not an illusion, I quickly caught her and brought her to my room before anyone could find her and inquired the reason for her sudden visit. She said that she was dared by her other friends to take a tie from a male student.
It was an obviously ridiculous and dangerous dare but knew that Arielle was not the type to turn down these kinds of requests and did not think too deeply about the repercussions that would happen if she were to be caught.
I can tell from how pure she was from how easily she found it to sit on my bed without a care that another man was with her in the room with her. Her short skirt seemed to ride up and reveal her milky colored thighs as she sat down on my bed. I tried to look away and respect her body.
Any other male would take that as an invitation, but Arielle herself is too pure and unknowing about the rules between men and women.
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