Respond confidently

Iris looked up at the handsome young man, she couldn’t help but picture the child that used to torment her. “Yeah, that’s you alright.” She stated in a relaxed tone. “Your personality never matched your looks.”

Victor’s gaze drifted back onto the scruffy girl at his feet. “Not just a clumsy little bitch but a rude one aswell. I don’t know what hole you crept out of but it is common courtesy to answer a question when asked.”

The advice brought a smirk to Iris’ lips as a part of her missed the competitive back and forth they used to have, the satisfaction of defeating another’s word-play was far more gratifying than any fight she could’ve recalled.

The conversation only worked to rid the girl of all her nervousness, barely even register the growing audience the two’s back and forth had gathered. Unlike her, Victor realised this and quickly lost interest, preferring not to amuse his fellow students with such a scene.

A quick step backwards from the boy was all that was needed to tugged at Iris’ ego, she caught herself trying to think of anything that would provoke Victor’s attention back onto her, did he really not remember who she was?

This feeling of nostalgia she had been gifted by talking to her childhood bully made the young women feel both happy and nausea when she greedily wanted more, then before not too long the words came to her.

“Seriously? Acting dense isn’t a good look for you.” She began before she **** herself from the ground and back onto her feet, finally meeting her cold blue eyes with Victor’s green ones, not allowing his gaze to fleet away from her own. “Why don’t you show me what you’re really like, psycho.”