Buffalo
What I never understood about this guy was this creepy confidence he had. He seemed to assume everyone will jump at the snap of his fingers and I just couldn't comprehend how the hell he got away with it. Now, being spoiled wasn't news but being spoiled and accepted – that was just a mystery. How the hell did people let it happen with him? And if anyone else dared to do the same, they'd be eaten alive. The guy seemed to radiate some kind of charisma, which I simply didn't feel at all, but the rest of the world seems to be completely enchanted by it.
Just look at them! He's basically just swaging his way through campus with a smirk and in all his Moses fashion, the crowd of people just opened a path for him to walk through. Some ladyboys even fainted. And of course as the cliché goes, whoever isn't affected by the creepy charm gets the most attention by not only the crowd of people but also him. And not in a good way at all.
'Oy, Polka! Date me!' the red-eyed buffalo brain called across the park and I couldn't for the love of god prevent that painful eye roll of mine that almost caused me to get blind. Jesus. Fucking. Christ. I'm not even exclaiming that.
It's like straight out of one of those Japanese dramas. Only people in dramas seem to faint at those words – right into the buffalo-brain's arms. I, on the other hand, did what any sane person should do in such a situation.
'Yeah, hi, security? I would like to report harassing on campus. Can you help out?' Now marching away from the crime scene with my phone on my ear, I do my best to dodge all the buffalo-brain's weird hand gestures that are supposed to get the phone from my hand. Hah. A thousand years too early for you, love.
'Mikan Sakura, yes. The same guy as last time. Yes. Hyuuga.' I'm pretty sure the security could hear the buffalo-brain's calls of my name better than what I was saying into the phone, considering how loud he was being with all his dramatic behavior. 'Just give me that- oh! Come on! Stop!'
Now, here's the thing. Buffalo-brain could control and rein over the rest of the student and teacher body as much as he wanted, but he couldn't go against an official complain. Yeah, people might once again not do anything about it because his buffalo-eyes just seem so sorry, but it does stay on his record. And we all know that that doesn't look all too well once it's in the hands of an employer.
Make my life hell, I'll make hell look like heaven for you!
'Yes, yes the usual. Currently forcefully trying to take away my possessions.' Suffer buffalo-brain. I will never forget the bullying.
'Polka! I swear I'll-'
'Add threatening to the list.' I swear I'm not laughing at the change of expression on his face, but it does look way more interesting than his creepy smirk. 'Thanks. Bye.'
Now, phone safe in my bag, I was able to speed up a little and take a moment to glance at him. Anger suited him way better. Made him look like a real buffalo. Hah. 'I swear you'll cave, little girl!' he promised and that really did make me smile. His anger suddenly changed into surprise. I could be confident to say his heart skipped a beat. He slowed down, his hand on his chest, his face that of someone being love-struck.
Not going to wait for him to change his mind and follow me again, that's for sure. I'm getting the hell out of here.
The rest of the raging idiots behind buffalo-brain stopped in their tracks only to witness, once again, the guy staring after his love interest in the most puppy-like way, breaking thousands of hearts in one go.
'I really want her…' he whispered with his typically spoiled whining voice, only to be ignored by the only person who he really wanted to turn his way.
Dream on, buffalo-brain. Dream on.