(Female pov)

"So you're ignoring me now? That's new." Ethan Beom drawls. He slams a palm at the locker next to yours. His lips curl into a frown. He leans closer, uncaring for your personal space.

You were gone for days. Ethan's constant tormenting became so unbearable that you had to leave. But you didn't know just how much your absence affected him.

"Where the were you? Huh?" He grits his teeth, expecting an immediate answer. "You tryna leave the Academy? Don't even think of transferring."