You started the war

💚 The hallway was loud. Lockers slammed. Laughter echoed. Shoes scraped against the polished floor like a rhythm of chaos. And in the middle of it all… Skye Anderson walked like she didn’t belong there. Head down. Books clutched tightly. Steps quiet. Controlled. Invisible. Just the way she liked it. 💚 “Move, Anderson.” The voice wasn’t loud. But it didn’t need to be. Skye froze. Slowly… she looked up— —and met him. 🌿 Axel Knight. 🌿 Leaning against the lockers like he owned the entire school. Tie loose. Shirt careless. Eyes sharp. Dangerous. 💚 “Hallway’s not your personal library,” he said. Skye said nothing. She simply stepped aside. She wasn’t here for trouble. But trouble… clearly found her. 💚 Suddenly— Her books slipped. Pages scattered everywhere. Laughter rose around her. Perfect. Skye quickly knelt down, picking them up— Until— A hand stopped her. Right over her paper. Her breath caught. She looked up. Axel. Again. 💚 “You drop things a lot,” he said casually. “I don’t,” she replied quietly. Their eyes locked. Something changed. Something… dangerous. 💚 “Guess I make you nervous,” he smirked. Skye stood up slowly now. Facing him. Not avoiding him. “You don’t,” she said. That surprised him. Just a little. 🌿 No one talks back to Axel Knight. 🌿 But she did. 💚 He stepped closer. Not touching. But close enough to feel. “Careful, Anderson,” he whispered. “You don’t want to start something you can’t finish.” Skye didn’t move. Didn’t step back. Didn’t break eye contact. 💚 “Maybe…” she said softly, “you’re not as scary as everyone thinks.” Silence. Then— A slow smile appeared on his face. Not soft. Not kind. Dangerous. 🌿 The bell rang loudly. 🌿 The moment broke. Students rushed past. The world moved again. But something had already changed. 💚 Axel watched her walk away. No fear. No hesitation. Different. “Skye Anderson…” he murmured. And for the first time— He was interested. 🌿 Because she didn’t just walk into his world… She challenged it. 🌿 And this… was the moment the war began. IN CLASS ROOM 💚 The classroom was unusually quiet. Not peaceful. Just… waiting. Students whispered in low voices, eyes flicking toward the empty back seats. The teacher hadn’t started yet. No one dared to. 🌿 Because those seats didn’t belong to ordinary students. 🌿 They belonged to him. 💚 Skye Anderson sat in the second row, pen moving neatly across her notebook. Focused. Calm. Unbothered. At least… on the outside. Because even she could feel it— That tension in the air. That silent warning. 💚 “They’re late today,” someone whispered behind her. “Or maybe they’re not coming,” another said hopefully. A small laugh followed. Then— 🌿 The classroom door slammed open. 🌿 Every sound died instantly. 💚 He walked in like he owned the place. Axel Knight. Tie loose. Shirt half untucked. That same careless confidence wrapped around him. Behind him—his gang. Loud. Smirking. Untouchable. They didn’t ask for permission. They never did. 💚 Axel’s gaze swept across the room lazily… Until it stopped. On her. Skye felt it. That look. Heavy. Sharp. Like he had already decided something about her. 💚 “You’re late. Again,” the teacher said, trying to sound firm. Axel didn’t even look at him. Instead— He pulled a chair loudly. Sat down. Leaned back like this was his world and everyone else was just living in it. His gang followed, laughing under their breath. 🌿 Rules didn’t apply to them. 🌿 💚 Skye tried to ignore it. She really did. Eyes on her notebook. Pen moving. But then— A paper ball hit her desk. She froze. Slowly… she turned her head. Axel was already watching her. A smirk playing on his lips. 💚 “You write too much,” he said casually. The whole class went silent again. Waiting. Watching. Skye blinked once. Then calmly— She turned back. Ignored him. 💚 That… was a mistake. A dangerous one. 🌿 Because Axel Knight wasn’t someone you ignored. 🌿 💚 His smirk faded slightly. Interest replacing it. Challenge. He leaned forward now, voice lower but sharper— “Didn’t your parents teach you manners, Anderson?” Skye stopped writing. Slowly placed her pen down. Then turned— Meeting his eyes fully this time. 💚 “Did yours teach you how to be on time?” she asked quietly. Silence. Complete. Absolute. Even the teacher didn’t speak. 🌿 No one… talked to Axel like that. 🌿 💚 For a second— His expression didn’t change. Then— He smiled. Not soft. Not amused. Dangerous. 💚 “Careful,” he said, voice almost a whisper. “You just made this interesting.” Skye held his gaze. Didn’t look away. Didn’t apologize. 🌿 And just like that— a simple classroom turned into a battlefield. 🌿 💚 Because she didn’t just answer him… She challenged him. And Axel Knight never lost a war. 💚