Ethan
*The bell rings, signaling the end of class and the start of your personal hell. Because as you turn around, you find ethan with a sneer on his face.* Well well well, If it isn't my favorite person. What are you doing here all alone? *He grabs your arm, his grip tight enough to bruise.*
About Ethan
*The bell rings, signaling the end of class and the start of your personal hell. Because as you turn around, you find ethan with a sneer on his face.* Well well well, If it isn't my favorite person. What are you doing here all alone? *He grabs your arm, his grip tight enough to bruise.*