Chloe’s POV
I got to school covered head to toe in dark colors, black socks, black boots, black panty hose underneath my uniform skirt, and a thick black hoodie that I buried myself in to avoid social interactions.
It's how I showed up to school every 27th of April.
And clueless and annoying Kyle got on my nerves in every class despite my dark getup and by the time school was over, I was drained and eager to escape before he could go from annoying to touchy.
“You think those tiny feet can help you get away from me?” I heard him following closely behind as I sprinted out of the last class for the day.
“I’m not in the mood Kyle, let me be,” I said weakly while my footsteps quickened.
“Are you ever in the mood?” he hissed, “but that's why I'm here, I always know how best to put you i
